"Blinked out," she repeats. No. It doesn't sit well with her at all, and she shakes her head. "I can't handle a bunch of strangers right now, and I definitely can't handle Wanda and Sam." The sting of her first introduction to the girl may never fade completely, and last she saw of Sam, they were on opposite sides of the same fight. It hurts. More than she should let it, but that doesn't make it so easy to turn off. "You can go eat. I'll stay here." In fact, she's already moving toward the empty mill, prepared to wait it out. "You can come back when you're finished." There's nothing she could find while exploring that would give her more information right now than talking to Clint. "Just don't say anything. Peggy knows I'm here. She thinks I remember being here, but that it's fuzzy. Don't tell anyone else."