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[hypoxic]

You'd listen?

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I offered, didn't I?

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You did. I'm just not used to it.

You don't always take the time out.

[ He certainly sounds familiar even though they've only spoken a few times. ]

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[It does seem like a strong generalization for someone she's only known a couple of months, even if he is from the same world.]

I have time now.

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D'you want to take a walk? Still raining, but it looks like the fire's died down.

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I'll get an umbrella.

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Thanks. See you soon.

[He'll be downstairs to meet her, washed and looking more put together than he had been yesterday.]

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[The fact he looks together doesn't escape her notice. It's probably not a bad sign. She hopes it's not a bad sign, at least. She doesn't know him well enough to know for sure.]

Hey. Didn't catch you at a bad time?

[hypoxic]

Not at all.

[He's not exactly smiling, but he's also not the type of person who does that often.]

And it can't hurt to get a bit of a walk in. Keeps the blood going. Like a good workout.

[Because he does so many of those, from the looks of him.]

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No, I don't think a walk's going to hurt either of us.

[Natasha nods toward the door; true to her word, she's carrying an umbrella.]

So your girl showed up?

[Hard to be happy for them when they're here.]

[hypoxic]

She did.

[He starts toward the door, intending to hold it open for her]

I'm just not sure if she's actually my girl, if that makes sense. [He said it was going to be complicated.]

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I hate that I have to ask this, but how do you mean?

[Different worlds, different versions of the same people, different timelines.

There's a lot of ways for things to get complicated.]

[hypoxic]

Could be a number of things. We've talked about alternate dimensions, yeah?

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I remember. It's come up a few other times too. I'm familiar.

[hypoxic]

Does that mean you'd also believe me if I told you this wasn't my first time in a prison dimension?

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At this point, I have plenty of reason to be open to the possibility. [She shrugs, then adds:] I've heard the same from Rogers.

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[His head perks up at once.]

The Captain's come through from elsewhere? He hadn't approached me about it -- I'd not thought he remembered...

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Oh, I doubt you two were at the same prison. Unless you were on some kind of sex island in space.

[hypoxic]

[That.

What.]

I. No, mine wasn't quite so... It wasn't that.

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Somehow, I figured that. What I've heard is pretty strange though.

[hypoxic]

....In either case, I bring it up because I saw quite a few people come and go from what ought to have been the same home dimension. My girlfriend doesn't seem to remember it, even though she and I were there for years.

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So you and her were only together in this prison dimension?

[hypoxic]

No. But it might've been simpler if I could count on her having the shared experience. at home, she and I weren't on the best of terms.

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Wait, you were together but not doing great?

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We were separated. By seventy years, give or take. I'd been in jail before that.

[He clears his throat.]

I'd also tried to murder her before that. It's. A lot to come back from.