Carol/Valkyrie
Carol was trying to follow. Her eyes narrowed on Val, her head cocked to one side as if trying to hear her right. No. None of it made sense. And that was pretty clear by the obvious look on Carol's face. "The Doctor is weird." Blunt as ever. "She's nice- but she's weird. You shouldn't take what she says too literally. I mean, brilliant! Super, super brilliant! But she's kinda...uh..."
What was a nice way of putting it? Other than weird. Carol let the subject drop and started talking about Tony instead. Tony was easier to explain. Tony was Tony.
"Yes! Him!" She smiled and pointed at Val. "He can help- good man, Tony." Carol smiled and drank. "Why not?" She frowned. "He's around here somewhere- probably dancing with Rogers." She was looking around now, trying to stand on her tippy toes to see. As if she forgot that she could fly.