They walked along in silence for awhile until Betty spoke and Fury shot her a sidelong look. "Not since I had to airlift him pants to Montreal, which I think was his freak out over your being alive. Guess we're lucky that wasn't any worse than it was." He wasn't trying to be accusatory here; he had no idea of the circumstances under which they'd found each other, though he did wonder what had brought Betty back to New York where she was likely to run into her mean green ex. That was a domestic dispute New York didn't need to be the battleground for.
"You guys not talking or what?" he asked curiously as they hit the block the McDonalds was on, two shining beacons of hope for his grumbling belly that would only lead to a world of pain later.