"Is she twenty-one?" Pepper pressed, as though that really matter in the grand scheme of things just now. Besides, she still wasn't thrilled with the girl. Most of the blame still rested on Fury, but she couldn't see Wicked without bristling. The boy was equally puzzling, particularly since Happy seemed to recognize him, while the kid insisted he was no one special. Just a kid with a sword who had been laid up in the tower once before. "Something is wrong with those children," she concluded, smiling at the kiss and taking another sip of her drink.