Mouse, Mouse, Mouse... Something about the word echoed in her brain and her struggling faltered, eyes scared and lost. Who was he? He was so familiar, like he had tugged at a part of her long ago and now was pulling the same thread.
"Nowhere is safe," she spat out, disgusted at the idea that she would be free. Without handlers to tell her, she had no identity. "Hydra is everywhere. I belong to them and they would never leave me to be free." It was a ridiculous notion.