Kate Bishop | America Chavez
Welp. This was all very interesting. After meeting other!Clint, Kate felt like she was ready for anything this place had to throw at her. Would there be another her arriving? Maybe. Would they be besties? Definitely. Could they figure out a plan to try and escape? Probably not. So really, it didn't matter how many strange things happened, they were still stuck here. There HAD to be a way out. Maybe she just wasn't thinking about it in the right way.
After eating enough of the meat to make her stomach feel full, Kate decided to explore the town square a bit, peeking in windows in hopes of finding something useful. It seemed like her Clint knew what he was talking about; this village seemed pretty deserted.
She was just passing another window when some movement caught her attention in the glass. She looked at the reflection and a familiar spring of beautiful curl's made her stop in her tracks.
"America?" She turned to hurry after her.
"AMERICAAAAAAAAAAAAA!" Before she could have a moment to really catch what was happening, Kate found herself throwing herself at her in a wild embrace.