Jessica took a sip from her drink. "No." She set down her menu and lifted her icy gaze; her frosty demeanor wasn't so much aimed toward Clint as it was toward the situation. She was just as disgusted by it all, but there had been a lot more to her 'decision' to join Hammer's team. Clint must not have watched the news. "I was chipped, Barton." It wasn't like she'd been keeping it a secret; again, the news. "HYDRA put me there." Prison had been the other option, but what use would their precious little puppet have been there? She shrugged her shoulders. That wasn't even the half of it.