Well. That is a sensation she will not forget in a hurry, even though the way it feels is highly inappropriate for the context and situation at hand. Yelena swallows hard, blinks a few times rapidly, and does her best to pack that very much away. Good thing she already knew if there was a hell, she was going there, so that this is not the deciding factor.

Once she has regained control over herself, she resumes rubbing Ava's back, having not even realized she stopped for a minute. "Fuckers. Every single one of them. Actually, maybe I would light them on fire. That seems better."