Her brow twitched up in amusement--one good hit and that drug was going to knock him the fuck out. Only a matter of time. Jessica pushed the bottle off to the side with her foot, slowly shaking her head with a faint smile. "I suppose I have," she murmured, and yet so easily for someone who usually felt remorse for the things she'd done in the past. But not anymore. She didn't feel bad for the things she'd done then, and she didn't feel bad for the things she was doing now. HYDRA made sure of that. Otherwise, him pointing that out might've singed her a little. Taking in a deep breath, Jessica gave Nick's knee a small pat. "Don't worry, Nicholas. I don't. I still love you all the same."