"I can be nice," Yelena says, defensively. "Fine. See you soon."
She waves and then makes an awkward head-bob of a bow towards King T'Challa, who she had kind of forgotten about, then drags her thumb across the bottom of her screen to hang the call up. She takes a moment to blink to herself, then stands and yells: "Mama? I need my suit!"
"I think it's in the laundry," comes Melina's call. "Why?"
Yelena's already coming back inside, but she's shouting anyway. "I have to go rescue someone with Natasha and Captain America – don't start," she says, holding up a warning finger to Alexei before she runs up the stairs.
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She waves and then makes an awkward head-bob of a bow towards King T'Challa, who she had kind of forgotten about, then drags her thumb across the bottom of her screen to hang the call up. She takes a moment to blink to herself, then stands and yells: "Mama? I need my suit!"
"I think it's in the laundry," comes Melina's call. "Why?"
Yelena's already coming back inside, but she's shouting anyway. "I have to go rescue someone with Natasha and Captain America – don't start," she says, holding up a warning finger to Alexei before she runs up the stairs.
"Don't wait up."