It felt like a long time that they just held each other, and it was exactly the comfort Natasha needed right then. No matter what she felt safe and loved in Clint’s arms, and she wanted to forget everything and just stay there until all their hardships had passed. Of course this was impossible, but it was a nice thought.

She could have offered to help him when they parted, and maybe she should have, but she was still walking around in a towel and rather preferred to get dressed. Besides, it really wasn’t that much of a mess that it needed two people. “Don’t be long,” she said anyhow before heading into the bedroom.

She hadn’t really packed much in the way of sleeping clothes, at least not practical ones, figuring she wouldn’t have much need of them, but tonight seemed to be one of those nights that sleeping nude didn’t seem appropriate after everything, so she ended up in a camisole and panties. Once she was changed she thought about going out to help Clint with whatever was left, but the bed just looked too inviting, and she knew he would just tell her he was almost done anyway, so she climbed into bed instead, curling up on her side facing the edge and listened to him moving around quietly in the other room.