She lifted an amused eyebrow at Zemo as he declared his intents and plans for Strucker. Truly though, the man was caught in the past and used to thinking in those ways about his charge and enemies. The Cold War had taught how to spy and gather intelligence, to play the world like a chess game in three dimensions. He'd come to use at some point, or someone would rub him out to take his place.
"Ah, shielding, I do think we found a few more salvageable pieces once the dust settled. And if you find any new strains of venom or poisonous creature," she smiled and dipped her chin down coquettishly. "Hobbies."
With a considering look, she shrugged at the question. "He has taken credit for that version of the serum, and Skull for singling out the SHIELD agent for the experiment. The agent played possum and offered rather lousy secret blueprints. But the serum was flawed, a circle of control on such great potential," she admitted and smirked, looking rather crafty about it.