There's no movement from her for a long while, the low hum of her Stings fading away as she waits. She's got her back to a crate, peering around it, and she'd judge the outfit if she didn't know Steve or Thor or Tony. She's not interested in a fight, but the more bodies there are here, the more likely they are to be caught, and besides. She was here first. This is her crime scene to investigate, and the man in the bat suit can come back later.

She considers, and then grabs a pebble, placing it in her teeth as she silently hoists herself up onto the crate, using it as leverage to shimmy her way up to the upper floors. She lands in a crouch, and quietly makes her way to where she's just up above the interloper, watching him work a few moments more before tossing the pebble down to where she'd been hiding a minute before. Would he take the bait?