Taylor's shoulder's slumped a bit, but she nodded a little and let herself be herded out of the room again.

In the lab, Howard was working on a prototype armored fabric. He had been trying to get it to the point that it would deflect at least a bayonet, if not a bullet, but it was slow going.

Although, to be fair, there was only so far prototype experimentation would stretch when he broke out some bits of vibranium to experiment with. There was fire involved, after all. And adamantium.