Not prisoners in the sense that we get our own cramped cells and a million restraints tossed on us for good measure.

[sarcasm in the last couple of words. for the record, she really hopes to never see any Tony Stark here ever.

though she suspects, for a speedster who can go from one end of the city to the other in no time, this place does feel rather cramped.]

This place, though, messes with us on an emotional kind of scope. [she ... makes a little bit of A Face. fun times.]

Billy isn't here, but others you sort of know are.