The kettle had stopped whistling and was just rumbling, but the woman didn't dare move. In the silence after Quicksilver's admission, her hands slowly lowered to rest in her lap, but she didn't take her eyes off of the intruders. Tony took that time to reevaluate how ready he was to catch up with Wanda and Pietro's complexities.
"He shot your knees," he repeated distantly, only realizing after he spoke that his eyes had gone unfocused long ago and he bowed his head to try to recuperate. That kind of cruelty, and then staying...
"And your sister," he said, hoping perhaps there was some information he could glean that was easier to deal with. His voice sounded like a mockery to him of the steady command he had come into this conversation with.