[ Surprise easily shutters into something more recognizable on Natasha's face. She quirks a brow — mostly at seeing Captain America's tiny little face inside a necklace? — and tries to squash down something that feels vaguely like satisfaction inside her chest. One person on your team is better than none. ]
Is it the house on chicken legs, or am I going to have to call a friend?
steve get these motherfucking fairies off this motherfucking plane.
Is it the house on chicken legs, or am I going to have to call a friend?
[ That's a joke. ]