[ They don't know each other, Black Widow decides quickly. That's not what Gwen is getting at with her remark. Black Widow's eyes shift between Gwen and the creature that she's stringing up, and realizes that she means the insects. Male insects.
What a strange request. ]
What do you plan to do with it?
[ It's not an answer, exactly, but it's also not a rejection of whatever insane plan Gwen is working with. Black Widow approached girl and creature alike to scrutinize them, prodding at the webbing that bound it with a lack of hesitation that was either reckless or a terrifying testament to what she could do. ]
no subject
What a strange request. ]
What do you plan to do with it?
[ It's not an answer, exactly, but it's also not a rejection of whatever insane plan Gwen is working with. Black Widow approached girl and creature alike to scrutinize them, prodding at the webbing that bound it with a lack of hesitation that was either reckless or a terrifying testament to what she could do. ]