[After everything that happened, Sara has no excuse, no explanation, and she can't offer Natasha much, but she can at least check in to see how she is, apologize, then offer to spar with her.]
It doesn't matter if you've been through worse. [In a way, that makes it worse, thinking Natasha sounds like a lot of other people in Hell - someone who deserves a break.]
You look like you could use a break, too. [And Sara means that with all sincerity when she says it.]
[It's Natasha's offer that makes her smile, rather flirtatiously. She suspects exactly Nat means a spar, and she's more than up for it, but that doesn't stop Sara from having a playful tone in her voice when she speaks.]
We usually drink it out. Why don't we sweat it out. This time.
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Backdated to 10/24 after Siren Event
Hey.
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[Natasha doesn't show any sigh of discomfort, doesn't flinch.]
You're looking a lot better than the last time I saw you. Doing okay?
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You?
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Maybe not quite that superlative. But I'm fine.
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[She sounds not very comfortable as she continues.]
Even after I turned you into a chew toy?
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[Is that true? Natasha shrugs. Who's keeping track.]
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[Sara drags in a deep breath. She knows there are marks on her own soul. What might this be doing to the people on the other side?]
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[It never has been. Not here, and not in Natasha's life. She only really knows the one way to deal with it.]
Don't worry about it, all right. I'll take care of the complications on my end.
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I still owe you an apology. I know, you know it wasn't really me, or what I wanted to do. It doesn't change anything.
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[Natasha shakes her head as well, shrugging. If there's a little bit of a shine around her eyes, she refuses to acknowledge it.]
If you insist on apologizing, I'll accept it, but I'm fine. I've been through worse.
[That is... well, mostly a lie. It's the first time she's died in Hell, and that holds a particular kind of horror.
But it's not one she'll put on Sara.]
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I'm sorry. I'm sorry for the whole thing.
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I'm sorry too. But it's done, and it's not you're fault.
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Unless you're apologizing for not running fast enough.
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I regret a lot of things, so you're allowed to regret that.
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You look like you could use a break.
[Rather than argue, Natasha slips into a different subject.]
You want to drink about it or sweat it out?
I love their CR, but we can probably handwave from here?
[It's Natasha's offer that makes her smile, rather flirtatiously. She suspects exactly Nat means a spar, and she's more than up for it, but that doesn't stop Sara from having a playful tone in her voice when she speaks.]
We usually drink it out. Why don't we sweat it out. This time.
Yup! This didn't have to be long.
[If the sparring leads to something else later, that's fine, but she definitely imagined sparring for this.]
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[With Sara, it might definitely lead to something else.]