"I'm going to pretend I understood a lot of that and simply feel reassured you'll be reasonably safe while kicking the asshole's teeth in," she summarized, raising her eyebrows. "Just don't let Brock's suit touch you for too long. The black stuff will try like hell to take you or your suit over."
She wasn't going to win this conversation, she could tell. Maybe next time she could play the can-tie-my-shoes-and-everything card, but Victor seemed determined to help. "Alright," she relented. "But I'm not heading to England immediately. Better keep the paper trail between us a wide as possible in case SHIELD comes knocking."