Alec gave a small nod. That was good enough for him.

"Look... I'm not saying you can't think it's cool to be an Avenger or fight with Stark." Alec actually avoided an eyeroll, but he almost popped a blood vessel preventing it. He really hated this guy he had never met. "Just maybe consider how it sounds to other people. Consider why you don't tell your Aunt May everything or, I'm assuming, Liz. "

He paused.

"Then again, we're two different people from different worlds. If Max came here from the future to tell me I had to battle five breeding cult freaks while a pregnant girl gave birth and I was shot in the arm, I don't think I'd be bouncing off the walls with excitement."