"Fighting robots, taming dragons, flying with aliens - I always wanted to be just like you when I grew up!" the infant of a new recruit tells them, awe filling her round young eyes.

"Are they getting younger," Clint asks Natasha as the kid wanders off, "or are we getting too old for this?"

"We're far too old for this," Natasha tells him, "but when have we ever let that stop us from showing the youth we can still kick their asses?"