If he were to be honest, Clint didn't think it was a good idea to send such a green agent into the hornet's nest. He could understand why she was selected for this with her record in her dossier, but still. She had hardly any field experience and he'd wager she couldn't fight her way out of a paper bag. None of the science types could.
But he wasn't in charge. He was just the handler. Make sure she stayed as safe as possible and always have options for extractions if the worst happened.
When she finally entered he turned from the window, sipping on a bottle of water and immediately noted the drive. "I'll get it over to the tech geeks." He moved over and took the drive before slipping it into a hidden pocket on his jacket.
"Monica Rappacini?" She was fairly high up in the AIM chain of command. "If it's more than scuttlebutt let us know immediately. And find out why she'd be coming." There would be a reason after all.
"So. You hungry? I picked up a pizza about fifteen minutes ago. Should still be warm."