Tayrey's first reaction is faint surprise. Maybe it shouldn't be, given what she's heard about certain Earthers and the way they think of women, but still, it's unexpected. Her second reaction is a sudden stab of worry about just how unconvincing her Earther air force cover stories must have been, when she'd stepped through Sparkles' dimensional rifts.

It doesn't matter, she tells herself. It's all long ago and far away and she probably didn't break anyone's timeline.

'I figure flying in wartime is dangerous no matter who's doing it,' she tells Hawkeye mildly, but now that she's able to focus on him and not herself, she can see that she's unsettled him. 'More dangerous for an inexperienced pilot,' she adds, 'but experience wouldn't be a guarantee you'd fly clear, either.' She shrugs. 'It's not your fault; you didn't write the policy. I'd have words for whomever did!'