[hr][hr][h1][b][i][color=639A5E][center]Frederick Flynn[/center][/color][/i][/b][/h1][center][img]https://66.media.tumblr.com/4c89dc5bbdbd233d8f8af2052a64713a/tumblr_njy7yyZk3q1s5zf6fo3_500.gif[/img][/center][hr][hr][center][color=639A5E][b]Location:[/b][/color] New York Sanctum
[color=639A5E][b]Skills:[/b][/color] N/A[/center][hr]
	Flynn essentially just glared at Cass, and honestly really wanted to punch someone. With what she was saying, he was close to either punching her or hitting her with a fireball, he hadn't decided which yet. All that mattered was that at the moment, they were with a horrible group of people, and no sane person would be perfectly fine with this. Then again everyone else was basically crazy at this point, so who would expect anyone to actually make any sort of rational decisions. This was going to end horribly, he was almost positive of that one.

	He was still staying fairly quiet, feeling like Cass didn't really deserve a response from him, and he rolled his eyes slightly at the fact that Tinley felt the need to give a big speech of sorts. It was ridiculous in his mind, but he didn't really do much about it. There wasn't anything really to do. Strange's response didn't really answer the question in full, what were they supposed to do in the past to stop Pym from creating Ultron. Flynn had an idea though that he wasn't going to share with the others, at least not yet. He was planning on just killing Hank Pym.