This gesture is good in nature, T'zarri was sure of it. However, with morale low like this in his homeland, his people needed him there more than this Avengers needed him here. To be 'housed' here would appear to be more like a cowardly move and his people needed strength and reassurance. His father, while still strong, was getting weaker by the day. His mother stated she would look after things as their queen in his absence to become better here. Furthermore, the Dogs of War still watched on Wakanda in the shadows. The machinations of the young man's mind, although a little troubling, didn't come to an expression on his face. Professor Brashear could see the boy's father in his eyes.

The lad reminded the Professor of himself when he was much younger, before he was drafted into the military, given the training, and went to the varying colleges. He was a kid with good intentions and a sense of responsibility to what he believed in. This gave Brashear some hope that, given the proper lanes, that he'd be very effective in a team setting. He knew that he was probably going to have to convince him that he'd be needed on this team and that it would ultimately benefit his people for the better. T'zarri already had the tools at his disposal, all he had to do was put it to work. He'd probably best fit the leader role for this team.

The Professor further looked on the team that was set up. He was preparing ways in his mind as to how to train each of them, and what ways would be effective. He didn't really worry too much about Stark's daughter, her training was simply just making sure she knew how to play a team game. Brashear hoped they could get this team up and running to be an inspiration for future recruits. It was full of uncertainty, but that was simply life today. It couldn't be scientifically measured and many things would come unexpected. It was just a matter of keeping adapting to those situations as they arose.

Variables, Variables, Variables....What the team had in skill and energy projection, they needed in strength and potentially magical energy. While the puzzle-piece for the magic base was yet to be found, he knew of another route he could take to find strength. Alexandra was probably the physically strongest one on this team, and while that was nice, they'd need more than that.. Though, the question was, should he go that route...Was it worth risking it...? 

His thoughts were interrupted by the first question asked. From this young man who seemed to mimic the Arachnid from the East side. He seemed a good kid, just a little out of it at times. 

"That's actually where Lance is going to take you all next." Blackbird answered him first, though the second question, from Seraphina, was answered by the Professor.

"I'm going to give you lot a bit to settle in for tomorrow's training simulations, but first I'll need to scan your bodies to prepare for that."  He answered, though looking around a bit. Thomas' girl is running a little late, and he didn't want to just have the recruits go along without her. She already missed the explanation from Rodgers, not like she needed it. Still, he wanted for there to be a team atmosphere to be built so he delayed a little by beginning this here. Originally, he'd have just scanned them all tomorrow morning right along in the simulator room. However, being that they were all here and ready, Brashear decided that this was the best course of action.

He pulled a sphere from his pocket and tossed it to the ground in front of him. It spread out from its spherical shape into a disk that extended with a three-foot radius. The ebony man looked up at the recruits again. "This device is of my design and Mr. Starke's craftsmanship. When standing on the pad, it's imperative that you stay perfectly still, otherwise it may come off incomplete and your training simulation may possibly malfunction."

"While this whole thing sounds great 'nd all, I think my reason for sittin' here is done. I'm outta here." There was some silence, as no one seemed to really see a need to oppose his decision to leave. That, and trying to stop him could have negative effects. Logan took several steps over to Seraphina. 

"Alright kid, you know how'ta reach me if you need anything." Speaking of her X-Communicator or even of her mind powers if she could reach far enough. His tone was gentler, no so rough-edged when he addressed her and he even gently touched her shoulder. "Be a good girl." The Canadian teased, before he walked off, leaving in the same direction that the Libertist took.

Blackbird took notice of this gentler side of him that she hadn't quite seen, but didn't comment on it. Instead, she turned to Anomie, whom she had seen before among the ranks of SHIELD. The scarlet haired woman gestured with her head to the disk's direction. "Care to demonstrate for our newly recruited ones here?" She asked cordially.