This way… perhaps one of us will survive.
Natasha: Into the sewers! Get the street between us and them!
Please. Just one person. Please.
I hear it before I see it. Chemical attack. By the time they reach me, their lungs are already rotting. They’re hemorrhaging internally. Dying.
Theres nothing I can do.
Ultron: Or perish.
Nothing I can do. Damn you. “Just one,” I said. I didn’t mean me.
"I didn’t mean me" is Natasha’s character in a sentence.
From Avengers Assemble #14AU, by Al Ewing and Butch Guice.