Alright, listen up, you walking disaster zone.

Val has called this emergency meeting because apparently, my government-funded pet project has the collective emotional intelligence of a teaspoon.

immediately brightens I love teaspoons! They are very useful for—

No one asked, Uncle Alexei.

He's got a point. They ARE useful.

See? THIS is the problem.

As I was saying. Before I was so rudely interrupted.

This team has been through... a lot. And by a lot, I mean a catastrophic amount of unresolved trauma, pent-up aggression, and, in your case Walker, a frankly concerning amount of misplaced patriotism.

Hey! I resent that.

Do you even know what resent means?

Shut up, Belova.

quietly, from the corner I just want a golden retriever...

ignores Bob Therefore, Val has decided that mandatory team therapy is now a condition of your continued employment.

Oh, don't be dramatic. It's one session. To test the waters. Val has found someone exceptionally qualified. Someone who won't be intimidated by a bunch of super-powered man-children.

Come in, they don't bite. Much.