"Classified," she answered immediately with a helpless shrug, "Sorry, darling. But I promise you I won't be in danger." Well, much, anyway. She sat on the edge of the bed and reached out to pull him to sit next to her, wrapping an arm around his waist and resting her head on his shoulder. If nothing good came of her ordeal at Sinister's hands, at the very least she felt it had brought she and Pietro just a little closer again, like old times.