Re: Natasha and Clint
"You're probably right. Besides, if I ask for a dragon," Nat shot the head off of another husk, then reached for a grenade in her belt. "We'll get Fin Fang Foom. No one wants Fin Fang Foom."
Just then, Morrigan shifted into a dragon a few hundred yards away and Natasha actually stopped shooting to stare. "Okay so we've got a dragon on our side."