Guin Stark
"Not great, I'd imagine," Black Widow commented, thinking for a moment. Hawkeye then nodded at her and he took his bow, firing off an arrow with a line connected to it. The grappling arrow hit a nearby building and secured itself. "I got this," Barton said, grabbing Guin, and he went off a run, jumping off the building and she couldn't help but scream at the top of her lungs. They went straight through a window, the glass shattering. Black Widow then pulled out a grappling hook device of sorts as well and repeated the process, this time grabbing onto Lance. She figured that Cap would be able to find a way down safely.
"Now stay here - don't interfere, got it?" Black Widow said harshly.
"But we were only trying to help!" Guin protested. She had some cuts on her from the glass when they broke the window, but it wasn't anything too serious.
"Putting yourselves in danger, making our mission more complicated isn't helping," Hawkeye told them bluntly. "Guin, you have no powers. And Lance, you have no training. What do you think was going to happen out there - that you would save the day? No."
"What do you think would happen to your fathers if you had died?" Widow then asked.
Guin bit her lip. She was stubborn and defiant, but she looked up to Nat and Clint. Having them chew her out like this... she didn't like it, at all. Tapping her foot rapidly, she just nodded slightly, knowing better than to argue with them. They were right. It had been dumb and dangerous of them. "...We just wanted to help like you guys do..." Guin said softly.
"We're Avengers. You're just kids."