"Do you have some?" She hadn't given it a lot of thought since her...resurrection, because she'd never needed one. But in the six years since she'd died and AIM had fallen, it was entirely possible that some of the autoinjectors had come into Stark's possession.
Her first impulse was to reject the offer. She'd never needed to use the injections. But she hesitated. She felt no less in control than she'd ever been, yet the future was always in question.
She sipped her drink, set it carefully on the table.
"If I ever needed one," she said, "I'd need an endless supply. Nobody who ever needed to regulate ever managed to gain or regain the kind of control some of us possessed."
"On the other hand, just one autoinjector would at least give me time to get to an isolated location before I needed another. So, yeah, if you have any I guess I'll take one."