Conversation. Small talk. She could do that. Okay, so she wasn't great at small talk, but at least he was asking a specific question, and he didn't look too upset at being interrupted. Maybe he was just bored. She understood that feeling - it was strange not to have a purpose, here. "Laura. I-- don't really know what early is. The sun wakes me up."
The other Defenders certainly hadn't been much help with judging that, none of them being exactly normal even by her own standards - Stark was Asgardian, Peter had four people living in his head and Stephen had been stuck in the Dark Dimension for most of his life. From observation he didn't seem particularly fond of the dark, though she hadn't yet asked him for confirmation, and she supposed now she would have to wait. Both halves of him might have been here but she still wasn't sure how it worked, having them in separate bodies.