She chuckles softly. "Sure, whatever you're having." After her drink arrives, she takes the push dagger out and sets it on the table for Natasha to take. "So, how long have you been here?"
Natasha does her shot with an economy of movement, her lips narrowing briefly after she swallows.
"Sometimes more than others," she says, wondering if she means that to be reassuring or as a warning. "It has a way of reminding you how bad it can be just about the time you let your guard down. But you probably already noticed that."
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"Likewise," she says, gesturing to the seat next to her. "Can I get you a drink, now that you're old enough to have one."
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She chuckles softly. "Sure, whatever you're having." After her drink arrives, she takes the push dagger out and sets it on the table for Natasha to take. "So, how long have you been here?"
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"Oh, too long," Natasha says. What she's having today is shots. It's been a rough... well, too long. "Over two years now."
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"Sometimes more than others," she says, wondering if she means that to be reassuring or as a warning. "It has a way of reminding you how bad it can be just about the time you let your guard down. But you probably already noticed that."