Peter and Yelena
Yelena struggled trying to find some other way to describe the man. She couldn't recall his name to mention it in the moment, but it sounded like that might still not help. Peter kept to himself or his pouty-mouthed 'friend'.
"Not everyone likes to be social," she said evenly with a shrug. No judgments there. Not from her.
"Very convenient," she chuckled. "It's nice to have perks."
She snorted inelegantly, even as she sat down and peered curiously at the cards being laid out. The cards were beautiful and different from regular playing cards. "Big damn hero," she repeated. "I know a little of what that's like. My sister was a big damn hero. Now I'm here with some of her big damn hero friends. She has some big shoes to fill."