Did that really matter? It must have been nice to have so many options. Not that having them would complicate Daisy's decision in the least, especially if this was some kind of test. That probably wasn't Fury's intention, though; they had already all been measured and dealt with accordingly, and if he meant to shuttle another of them out he would have done it without a word. She cut Wicked a lingering glance, eyes hooded but unreadable until she looked back to the Director, unmoved from her post while he and Alex shuffled around. He obviously knew what he was doing. The only answer she gave was a slight nod and bare smile in Fury's direction, and if he honestly expected anything else they didn't fucking have anything to say to each other, anyway.