Vision: Seeing a bit too much

As Kate hurriedly makes her way toward the exit of the training room, her cheeks still burning with embarrassment, she suddenly hears a faint hum and a ripple in the air beside her. Before she can react, Vision materializes through the wall, his synthetic form shimmering as he solidifies next to her.

Kate jumps back into her fighting stance, her eyes widening in alarm as Vision stands before her, his expression curious and yet oddly composed. His gaze flickers down to her exposed form, and for a moment, Kate forgets to cover herself under his analytical gaze.

"Vision!" Kate blurts out, her voice a mix of surprise and embarrassment. "I—uh, this isn't what it looks like." She says before returning her hands to covering her breasts and crotch.

Vision tilts his head slightly, studying her with his usual detached curiosity. "Curious," he begins, his tone calm and analytical. "Is this a new form of stealth training? The absence of clothing does enhance mobility and would add incentive to not being seen, but I do not recall such a program being scheduled."

Kate's face flushes even deeper, mortified by the implication. "No, Vision," she stammers, hastily trying to cover herself with her hands. "It's not a training technique. It's... it's just a prank by America."

Vision nods thoughtfully, his expression unreadable. "Ah, I see," he acknowledges, though Kate senses he's still processing the situation. "My apologies for the misunderstanding. Please carry on with your... activities."

Kate shoots him a pleading look, willing herself to vanish into thin air. "Thanks, Vision," she mumbles, sidestepping past him as quickly as she can without tripping over her own feet.

Vision watches her go, his gaze lingering for a moment before he flies up to phase through the ceiling. "I shall inform Mister Stark about your predicament, maybe he will know how to help. He seems to have naked females around often" he states matter-of-factly, his voice echoing faintly as he disappears from sight.

"Wait, no! don't!" Kate calls after him, but it's too late. Vision is already gone, leaving Kate to exhale a shaky breath of relief tinged with dread. She continues down the hallway, grateful that at least Vision had been understanding, even if she felt he was about to make things worse by telling Tony.