Natasha kept her expression neutral as she watched Clint ruminate over the situation. She was there to help him and support him, but some things he had to do on his own. She couldn’t change his mind for him, couldn’t make him think or feel things; he had to come to terms with everything that had changed for him and either work on changing it back, or figure out how to adapt to it and move forward.
Continuing to eat her ice cream, she gave him all the time in the world, completely uninterrupted, to think, smiling when he settled on yelling a warning to the kid. Thankfully the boy heeded the suggestion and jumped down on the the more solid and safe sand.
“We’re all still learning. Every day,” she said. Playfully poking at his hand with her spoon when he stole a bit from her dish, she impulsively leaned forward and stole a kiss in turn, tasting the lemon on his tongue. “Mmm, that one is good too,” she said, pulling back and licking her lips.
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Date: 2014-04-29 09:53 pm (UTC)From:Continuing to eat her ice cream, she gave him all the time in the world, completely uninterrupted, to think, smiling when he settled on yelling a warning to the kid. Thankfully the boy heeded the suggestion and jumped down on the the more solid and safe sand.
“We’re all still learning. Every day,” she said. Playfully poking at his hand with her spoon when he stole a bit from her dish, she impulsively leaned forward and stole a kiss in turn, tasting the lemon on his tongue. “Mmm, that one is good too,” she said, pulling back and licking her lips.