Steph sighs quietly and turns her gaze to the door Hill indicated, thoughtful. There's no point, so far as she can see, in putting anyone in a sleeper hold right now. By information gathering, she was thinking more along the lines of, you know, talking. To people.
As she turns back to the table, facing Hill, Steph's gaze moves upward and catches briefly on a ventilation shaft.
Too bad Barton isn't here.
But Hill is. irritating or not, there's a reason she's Fury's right hand.
(maybe a reason she's not the Director, too, she's just saying)
"Sounds like you've done the leg work well enough for both of us," Steph says, quiet, and spares a longing glance at Hill's beer. "I don't mind some reconnaissance."
She'd prefer her couch back in Brooklyn with a record and a book, but sure.
"Asgard hasn't seemed the type so far to lie about what they're doing. Pretty straight-forward in the attack."
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Steph sighs quietly and turns her gaze to the door Hill indicated, thoughtful. There's no point, so far as she can see, in putting anyone in a sleeper hold right now. By information gathering, she was thinking more along the lines of, you know, talking. To people.
As she turns back to the table, facing Hill, Steph's gaze moves upward and catches briefly on a ventilation shaft.
Too bad Barton isn't here.
But Hill is. irritating or not, there's a reason she's Fury's right hand.
(maybe a reason she's not the Director, too, she's just saying)
"Sounds like you've done the leg work well enough for both of us," Steph says, quiet, and spares a longing glance at Hill's beer. "I don't mind some reconnaissance."
She'd prefer her couch back in Brooklyn with a record and a book, but sure.
"Asgard hasn't seemed the type so far to lie about what they're doing. Pretty straight-forward in the attack."