She looked around quickly, suddenly alert for any surveillance that could catch who was behind the Star-Spangled mask. That's all the trouble he and SHIELD would need, word getting out on him. "Well, it's a yacht, so not a big shipment. Intel tells us it's not biological, a relief, so our money's on dope or weapons for AID." She was smirking as she added, "And if it's Stark weapons, well, that makes our debriefing all the sweeter."
Once he was back to dressed, she nodded and headed out to the piers for the boat. She was smaller than him, so she took up point. Smaller, easier to get into the narrower areas, good plan. Looking around a corner. "I don't think they even know you took out their boys, Captain. Well, not yet any way." She ducked under and kept heading towards the gangplank, sketching out the next step. Boarding could get dicey...