[Normally, Natasha probably wouldn't push back against that. She wouldn't assume a little casual sex would give her access or authority to comment. This isn't just casual sex, though, is it? The sex is, and it's not that there's some sudden romantic stirring in Natasha's heart. She's too guarded for that.
But there is a sort of intimacy in this conversation. The kind that comes on missions sometimes, on stakeouts, when you're stuck in a hospital bed beside someone—a little familiarity that makes it easier to open up to someone who's still mostly a stranger.]
Doesn't the fact you're here kind of prove the opposite? Stopped, but not forever?
[Assuming any of this works.
She doesn't linger on the comment though, or try to force more out of Andy on that front.
Beside, turning the question around on her is fair.]
I'm not really sure. I don't think I've ever gone somewhere just because I wanted to. I've always been assigned or running from something, or going somewhere there was trouble.
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But there is a sort of intimacy in this conversation. The kind that comes on missions sometimes, on stakeouts, when you're stuck in a hospital bed beside someone—a little familiarity that makes it easier to open up to someone who's still mostly a stranger.]
Doesn't the fact you're here kind of prove the opposite? Stopped, but not forever?
[Assuming any of this works.
She doesn't linger on the comment though, or try to force more out of Andy on that front.
Beside, turning the question around on her is fair.]
I'm not really sure. I don't think I've ever gone somewhere just because I wanted to. I've always been assigned or running from something, or going somewhere there was trouble.