"I hate wasps." Not that she knew why anyone would like them. Ava had fought the Wasp before, but never actual wasps, so she wasn't quite how much that experience would help. Other than wanting to avoid being slapped in the face with wings again. Judging by their size, they seemed quite likely to be able to snatch them up and carry them off. But what their intentions were, whether simply elimination of a spider as a territorial threat or consuming her boyfriend, she had no idea. Just that they were after him based solely on his genetics. Which seemed shitty, really, and she gave Miguel a slightly annoyed face at telling her to stay safe. Like she got that he cared, but
"What? No," she snapped back, struggling to keep her voice low against her own worry. But Ava blipped out of view, knowing staying out of view was an advantage. "You're outnumbered." But Miguel was taking off and she followed behind as quickly as she could keep up.