Re: Upper West Side: West 81st.
[She has a whip. Of course she has a whip. There's something especially Freudian about all that ruthless femininity poured on display like another weapon, but the eye-roll indulged in is lost in the dark.
Captain Justice. Steve. There are a lot of heroes outside, on the ground, fighting - she wonders if they've managed to take this adversity in stride, or whether Tony and Steve are fighting over who calls the shots - a crack of thunder and maybe Thor's winning the argument over there. Robert. Pepper's head turns so sharply it looks like it hurts.]
You saw him? He's not... [Because Bruce isn't the Hulk, Bruce is a kind, extremely mild mannered and patient man who drinks a lot of tea and meditates. If he's not Hulk, maybe it's not as bad as it sounds like it is out there. Maybe they do have a chance of getting picked up. Because Pepper has no problem with being saved. Even if she'd prefer she wasn't in trouble in the first place.]
Tony's going to assume I'm somewhere out of the way. [Because she should be, and the tight set of her mouth is wishing she was. But Selina's certainty, that tightly-stretched, no-room-for-doubt grandiose that sets her teeth on edge and is the tiniest bit comforting - it's as magnetic as Tony's own kind. She can see the creep on hands and knees across the floor of the kid who is hanging on every word.]