Fury didn't miss Bobbi's frown but he wasn't going to say anymore about it. For his own part, he trusted Phil Coulson with his goddamn life, but for something like this to really work, to go off without a hitch, you just had to keep it close and Morse was as far as it needed to go. That was the best way to ensure that her secret stayed a secret. Fury would personally make the trip to tell her mom.
"Good thought," he nodded at her idea but now he was the one frowning as he brought up an objection, "Except there'd still have to be some bodies in that case because there's always an inquest and they'd go digging 'em out and shit. Better if it's just you rather than a team. Explosion?" he suggested. That had a better chance of absolutely no body they'd be looking for later. Now he was smiling again, picking up on her enthusiasm as he thought of all the little details to make this thing seem legitimate. Being a spy took a surprising amount of creativity. That was why accounting was only ever issued firearms and never any of the cool toys.