[She meets his look with an unchanged expression - a little bit amused, a little bit you know I'm right. Idly, she takes a final sip of her drink and sets it down and disappears into the kitchen.
She returns only a moment later holding a pistol, low but ready. Call her paranoid but she's not one to step through a portal without making sure she can quickly defend herself if needed.]
Ready.
[She steps through and it's like stepping through a mirror that's reflecting a different room. Her eyes sweep the area.]
no subject
She returns only a moment later holding a pistol, low but ready. Call her paranoid but she's not one to step through a portal without making sure she can quickly defend herself if needed.]
Ready.
[She steps through and it's like stepping through a mirror that's reflecting a different room. Her eyes sweep the area.]
Dr. Selvig, are you home? It's Natasha Romanoff.