True; in that case, maybe they already have one. [It might not hurt to try and find a personnel directory in that case. If whoever is in charge had any level of competence, they'd at least make assignments based on the individual's skills and talents. Assigning someone like Bruce to any sort of non-scientific post, for example, would be a waste of talent.

Or Tony. Pepper's carefully maintained mask slips at the mention that like Bruce and Steve, Tony had been a captive aboard this ship for a time. She'd assumed his present absence just based on the fact that Bruce hadn't pointed her in his direction, but knowing that it hasn't always been that way--

Well. Pepper doesn't really get much time to decide how she feels about that before Bruce drops another bombshell.]

There were two of them? [God, even on his best days Tony could be a handful, and Pepper's in love with the guy. Thinking of having two versions of him in a relatively confined space against his will leaves her a little surprised they didn't destroy the ship in some sort of contest to figure who was the superior Stark.

Thank goodness for small favors.]

Wow. That's---wow. [She laughs a bit, shaking her head before tucking a stray lock of hair behind her ear.] You know, I'm sure you're right about the whole alternate universe thing, but that's still pretty out there.

[She nods at the mention of the job, Pepper's smile lingering in the wake of a joke Bruce hasn't heard just yet. She does indeed have an assignment, one that, under the circumstances she can only look at with humor. Clearly someone has lost their mind.] Oh, I have a job. Chief Morale Officer.

[Aka the person in charge of making people were not only comfortable, but content aboard the spaceship where they were all being held prisoner for an indeterminate amount of time.]