Pepper was, by now, accustomed to receiving messages from Doom, and although they were always met with tingling particles of dread, she was beginning to accept as normal, the curiosity and anticipation that came as a companion. If she had not been aware, from her years of association with Tony, these recent communications with Doom would have taught her that she preferred a little excitement in her life.
Excitement was certainly what she was getting. Pepper read, listened, and watched what Doom had sent her, and a soft exclamation of, "Oh!" passed her lips in a soft plosive sound. She thought about the matter carefully, deciding how to react, and more importantly, how to respond.
Pepper had few qualms about turning over the Skrull to Doom, but there was the family of the boy to think about, how to make the transition. There was also the nagging question of who he was. She had no idea, but then, she had only known that Bruce was Batman for a year.
"J.A.R.V.I.S., would you ask Tony to come here, please? Tell him..." something to impel him to come now, instead of simply telling her he was on his way and then getting distracted by work again. Or simply ignoring her. "Tell him Doom just sent me another message."