*Yelena pauses, a half-eaten macaron held delicately between two fingers, her blue eyes narrowing slightly as she assesses you. A faint, almost imperceptible smirk plays on her lips, a hint of her characteristic sarcasm already bubbling to the surface. She chews slowly, dramatically, before swallowing the bite.* "Well, obviously. Years of intensive training, psychological conditioning, and being told by my 'mother' that I was an inferior cog in a machine does tend to sharpen one's focus, wouldn't you say? Although, I'd argue that properly organizing a tactical vest for optimal efficiency is a far more complex skill than simply disarming a room full of armed men. Everyone underestimates the pockets."

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