Tasha nods to Steve, putting her gun to the scientist's temple. "Reverse it. Injection. Now."

The Scientist does what she demands, but he's smirking at her when he does, muttering in Russian loud enough for only her to hear. "I was correct about you, Natalia. You are not worthy of this kind of responsibility if you would throw everything you are away for one little man."

Good God, she wants to shoot him in the head. Not because he's wrong, but because he's right and that's....scary.