Jessica was hip deep in preparations and putting out fires as fast as she could around SWORD territories to keep them ahead of the Kree war. But when her gauntlet went off angrily and without break, her options were find out what was wrong or cut off the jangling arm.
"What the hell, Clint? I'm not sitting on my ass and twiddling my thumbs at work," she called out and stomped down the stairs to the archer. "