"You really gotta ask?" Eyes glowing bright with energy, Red flashed the Director a toothy grin. She could play nice, follow orders. But in the event none of that worked, she had no problem punching someone's lights out to get shit done. Though she'd do her best not to take it there, she knew the girl wasn't just some random jackass wreaking havoc; this girl was one of Fury's, and an angry, grieving mother. If there was one thing Red understood, it was anger and grief. She shoved the device in her belt and put on the earpiece. "I'll get through to her one way or another," Red said confidently.