"No," Yelena says, quiet but firm. "No, we are done taking orders from Valentina. If she has intel, we will vet it thoroughly, and we will act on it if it merits action - but we're not jumping just because she says to."

She sits back a little, and takes another sip of her tea, in a largely subconscious bit of mirroring. "Between the Vault, anything we kept from her assignments, and the fact that there wasn't time to scrub this place, we have leverage to keep her boot off our necks."