The tension wasn't exactly pleasant, but well, what could be expected between such differing yet creatively wicked individuals? This wasn't Asgard where everyone attempted to make nice and smile at each other pointlessly. Still, they could be civil and get the job done if they had shared interest, at least Medusa hoped so.
She merely rolled her eyes at Una's comment, flickering her gaze back to Carrion on hearing the question. Hmm, where was Walter? Late? That wouldn't do...
Her eyes became narrow, her pupils now in thinner slits than before. She wasn't threatening anyone in the group, just making the point that no matter how sweet and social she could act, deep down, Medusa was not a nice person, and she wasn't afraid it prove it.