[Of course she did. For all of his distaste, if Bucky thought it was the only way to help, or do anything about Barbas, he would have, too. But he has options, thanks.]
Pretty sure you won't.
[He takes a drink of coffee after that, but his eyes stay on Natasha.]
[She better not. Natasha inclines her head slightly, acknowledging his comment, and goes back to her coffee—and eggs. At this point, it's going to be quite a while before Natasha turns down real safe food again.]
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[And she doesn't expect there to be long to wait. She doesn't know how long it might be, but she knows it has to be soon.
Barnes isn't the only one feeling antsy. Natasha just hides it better.]
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How'd you end up in this network, anyway?
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[Honestly, she's not sure how she feels about that.]
Someone put in a good word for me.
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Not surprised.
You make an impression. [And she's good at what she does, and secretive, and good at keeping cool in high intensity situations.]
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[And she wouldn't. She'd wait for her shot, just like she'd been trained to, even if the waiting ate her up. She shakes her head a little.]
I was a little surprised, but...
[Obviously she took the invitation.]
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Pretty sure you won't.
[He takes a drink of coffee after that, but his eyes stay on Natasha.]
wrap?