[He sighs, licks his lips and his eyes wander away for a second. He hadn't told anyone, for obvious reasons. But she had confided in him, perhaps it was time he told someone. Why not her?]
I shouldn't be a threat, anymore. But when we were infested with those Mares. [Yeah, he's looking at the table again.]
[Natasha crosses her arms, presenting the image of five feet three inches of stubborn resolve.]
That could happen to anyone. We're in Hell. Whether or not it's the real thing, you're not the only one with monsters in their head that could be let out. That's not even touching on things that could make people act outside of their normal personality.
[He goes more serious, instantly.] There are these words. Since they're part of my nightmares, the Mares knew them. They said them.
They shouldn't even work anymore. Not after Wakanda. Shuri helped me. Fixed me. Gave me control again. But this place is that powerful. [His nightmares, his fears, are that powerful. And he's aware of how much trust he's just given her.]
[Some of that Natasha already knows. Not the details. Nothing so exact. But the broad strokes—she's heard some of it from Steve, seem some of the video.
She saw him after his time in Wakanda, which spoke volumes itself.]
I know that it is, but you're not saying anything that disputes my point. If you lose control, it will be because of an outside influence.
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[He sighs, licks his lips and his eyes wander away for a second. He hadn't told anyone, for obvious reasons. But she had confided in him, perhaps it was time he told someone. Why not her?]
I shouldn't be a threat, anymore. But when we were infested with those Mares. [Yeah, he's looking at the table again.]
I was the Winter Soldier. Again.
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That could happen to anyone. We're in Hell. Whether or not it's the real thing, you're not the only one with monsters in their head that could be let out. That's not even touching on things that could make people act outside of their normal personality.
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There needs to be a way to stop me.
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[At least that's something. She still doesn't back down.]
But having someone ready to put you down if you step out of line while we're sparring isn't going to accomplish anything.
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It won't just happen while we're sparring.
[He goes more serious, instantly.] There are these words. Since they're part of my nightmares, the Mares knew them. They said them.
They shouldn't even work anymore. Not after Wakanda. Shuri helped me. Fixed me. Gave me control again. But this place is that powerful. [His nightmares, his fears, are that powerful. And he's aware of how much trust he's just given her.]
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She saw him after his time in Wakanda, which spoke volumes itself.]
I know that it is, but you're not saying anything that disputes my point. If you lose control, it will be because of an outside influence.
I consider that not an active threat.
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Then you understand I'm no threat in the middle of a spar. I'm not going to just randomly go off. [He manages a little smirk.]
As long as you don't bite.
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I believe that. Wouldn't be there if I didn't.
[She's not that reckless. Probably.]
I make no promises about biting, though.
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At least if you bite, the results won't be destructive. Just have to call the spar off early.
[His mug is long forgotten, and he's just staring at her, watching her movements, her face, her eyes. Maybe that conversation with Fitz ran too long.]
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[Obviously she doesn't want them to stop.]
Now that I know the effect it has on you.
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So, to alert me when you're ready for other things, then?
We can probably wrap this one up pretty quickly too.
[She answers his smirk, her chin rising a tick in a playful challenge.]
Yes, agreed, or ftb they go off to have fun
[His chin rises in response.]
that's also good
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[He gives her a teasing smirk. Regardless of her, or his, intentions, his mind keeps going back to where the whole conversation with Fitz put it.]
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[She smiles, moving closer to him—touching his jacket.]
You don't think?
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[His eyes flicker to her hand.]
You need this one, too? [He's not moving to get out of it right that second, but....]
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Maybe I should try it on and see?
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[He pulls away from the chair he's in so he can slip out of it, taking his time, as he hands it to her.]
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Instead she eyes his shirt as though she might ask for it next.]
Maybe we should take this somewhere more private.
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We should.
[He gets up after that.] And I thought I was only getting mugged.
ftb?
[She turns slowly, a little extra lift and sway in her step.]
Honestly, you should have known better. Nice boy like you in a place like this.
For sure, assuming they ever stop flirting
Nice boy? Don't mistake me for Steve.
[He follows, amused.]
They never stop
Yeah, no kidding
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ftb?