"Not willingly." One of Pepper's hands tightens into a fist, and a ripple of fine glowing tendrils snakes up her arm. She doesn't seem to notice the event, her eyes focused on something distant and angry.

The former PA sighs then, lifting the now normal hand to her forehead and rubbing her temples. "God, I'm tired. I wasn't expecting to be kidnapped twice in one week." She laughs wearily, looking back up at Stein.