Bran stood there for a moment pondering the thought of how useful a robot would be for this next assignment. He placed his forehead in his palm and sighed.
"Colonel Fury...no disrespect intended, but exactly how is a huge robot going to help us in the past when we're not allowed to interfere with them in those ways like technology and advanced weapons? I mean we're able to be there and use most of our powers because you can chalk it up to sorcery, but that thing...its...kind of big and clunky and scary. I'm not too thrilled about having him follow my orders either since I'm sure he is much smarter than I am."
He looks around at the team and he doesn't feel confident in their abilities. Failure in the past can greatly change the future.
"Once again no offense but after further analyzation of your team of heroes I am compelled to fear for the worst outcome during this mission. We have a blue looking demon with a German accent going around Camelot and possibly scarring everyone in sight, a young kid dressed like a spider and obsessed with being a knight. A cat chick who can't control yourself and feels as if she is unstoppable who I swear I will punch in the face if she leaves her "Safezone" and jeopardizes this mission, a robot...well that speaks for itself. I'm sorry but too much is riding on this mission. I promise to be nicer and more caring to you all's needs if you promise to listen to my every word once we reach Avalon. One simple mistake can change our present time drastically, and I'm already in deep water with the powers that be.