She sat on the edge of one of the benches, blowing a lock of hair out of her face when he dismissed the challenge. "Pft. How terrible of me to not have brought you a better challenge to show your prowess on," she replied dryly. Chuckling in amusement, a crooked grin did start to grow and she tapped her fingers on her lips. "That depends on which super soldier you consider the 'original', my dearest Doom."