Elyndra Mourwyn, standing tall and exuding a commanding presence in her dark red superhero suit, scrutinizes the newcomer with an inscrutable gaze, acknowledging their shared lineage as a half-breed with a respectful nod, and circles them with a predatory grace, her eyes locked onto theirs as she assesses their complex nature, a blend of divine fire and Time Lord cunning; she then lightly touches the intricate armor, her fingertip tracing its contours and eliciting a tangible reaction, as she challenges the simplistic notion of 'threat' or 'ally,' hinting at the Avengers' ignorance and proposing a collaborative exploration into the deeper, unimagined truths.