Maria Hill and Betsy & America
"About as much as you do," Maria said with an edge of disapproval in her voice. She certainly hadn't dismissed the newcomer's presence. The woman had just punched her way out of a damned pod! Kind of hard to ignore that. But if she could do that, Maria could easily imagine what would happen if the woman punched her. Priorities.
"What little time I've been here I haven't encountered anything more hostile than the heat." She arched a brow. Until now. Betsy was bound to pick up on that stray thought. Not that Maria was aware of that fact at the moment.