Even though she knows he's coming, and she knows just what he's doing, Sara's glance still flicks in Mick's direction, before it's back to the tablet in her lap. She put the finishing touches on the thing she was working on, before leaning back in her chair, hands shifting to her thighs, where they are circle, popping the bones there quietly.

"Seems he'd like that." Sara let her shoulders lean back, looking at the ceiling and then to Mick. "Thinks it might do him some good. Help him find out if there's another way for him."

If she doesn't say, another way that's not the Avengers, maybe Sara doesn't need to. It's not like they don't have enough examples just between her and Mick about how that works out. Not fitting where you should. Especially not when you haven't figured out who you are, and who you might be, yet.