Yelena watched as Will bustled around his room when they returned, preparing a makeshift den for the mini pack of canines and herding them inside. Food, water, comfy pillows. Still being a good host. It made her smile again. She felt dumb and sappy for thinking so, but it was probably the most she's smiled in a long while. Certainly since she found out her sister died to help save the universe.
She had removed her shoes by the door in order to not trek dirt from the outside all over his room. She set aside her vest and waited around in her bare feet. Maybe one day she would feel less awkward standing here.
"Do those exist?" Yelena asked, chuckling. In an effort to feel less awkward, the blonde stepped back into Will's personal bubble again, fingernail back to tracing a firm line along his waistband. "You're lucky you don't have a roommate or we would be sending everybody on a very long walk."