"We'll see. If the island gets invaded by fluffy woodland animals, perhaps you'll allow me to fight my corner instead of getting shelved by squirrels?" she joked, though she wondered if he would ever 'allow' her to fight her damn way out.
That smile was more like it. Wherever he had been, it wasn't good for him to wander into. "Oh darling, I'd still beat Bucky into submission at 40 weeks gone." she smirked and followed his eyeline to the building. "I trust you."