"I'll take it under advisement," he said impassively, eyebrows raised at their joint attempt at intimidation. It made a few of his men shift uneasily but Nick just stared them down, skeptical, and finally offered a placating nod. Of course he realized it wasn't Wanda, but that didn't make the situation any less dangerous, and he'd handle this how he saw fit. They were overreacting here. But then, they'd clearly had a rough time.
Nick turned his back on their threatening performance and conferred briefly with the medic. With a signal from Fury the weapons were finally lowered so that the team could carefully lift Wanda onto a mobile stretcher the medic unfolded from his bag. "We'll get her locked down in solitary, and when she's under control I'll let you know." That was directed at the pair of them, a reassurance that she was going to be contained. Another gesture from Fury and the team lifted the stretcher and waited for a clear path to open up to the door. Nick crossed his arms and pursed his lips. "Move."