The edge of the glass table bites uncomfortably into her knees and her neck protests the awkward position vehemently but she ignores it all; in a few minutes, she will be too numb to remember her name, anyway.JARVIS. Music.Without any of his usual wit, JARVIS switches on her workshop playlist, tuning the volume to ear-shattering decibels.Natasha drinks.Even with the music, her thoughts are a mes