"There is," Natasha says before taking a drink from her water bottle. Then she shrugs. "But he has other people checking in on him. It's not all your responsibility."
"You're right. But still." He takes another drink. The Barbas talk has taken its' toll, though, and opening up doesn't seem to have helped, either.
"I think that's all I've got in me, today. It's getting trickier to fight with these stupid wings stuck, so thanks for helping me. Gotta get a little more creative, sometimes."
"We can call it for the morning," Natasha allows. If he's not going to learn more today, there's no reason to force it. "Take a lap before you go to cool down, all right?"
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And raises quite a few more.
"And his punishment triggered him?"
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He's still not sure.
"I probably should've checked up on him...." But it's one thing after another in Hell.
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"You're right. But still." He takes another drink. The Barbas talk has taken its' toll, though, and opening up doesn't seem to have helped, either.
"I think that's all I've got in me, today. It's getting trickier to fight with these stupid wings stuck, so thanks for helping me. Gotta get a little more creative, sometimes."
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"Yeah. Not a bad idea." And, like the conversation about Barbas didn't even happen, he gives her a bright smile. "See ya, Nat~!"