[ Daisy doesn't do well with people telling her what to do. If she didn't know without a doubt that Sousa's offer of assistance is coming from a place of genuinely wanting to help her, she might argue with much stronger language against accepting said offer. He is trying to help her, though, and she appreciates the fact that he's even willing to do it at all.

But she can't give in without a good fight, it's just not in her. So, frowning at him skeptically, she pokes at his story with some very choice words. ]

"For situations like this." So you were expecting to have an agent in need just stumble into your path out of nowhere, without even a toothbrush to her name? [ She leans forward, resting elbows on the edge of the table. ] Or were you expecting a damsel in distress? Because I have to warn you, I don't do damsel very well.