She knew what he meant, knew that whatever was haunting his dreams was not something he wanted to discuss, but she appreciated that he didn’t shut her down with a flat out ‘no’. As much as he didn’t want to he was willing to open up to her, and that meant a lot.
She noticed his wince when he laid back down and realised she still had some work to do as the nightmare had clearly aggravated the damage he had done. She listened to him talk. More and more he sounded disenchanted with S.H.I.E.L.D., and she had the feeling that if she told him she never wanted to go back that he would be more than happy to quit. Some days she was pretty sure he was only still there because of her, but it wasn’t something she had been able to bring herself to really ask him flat out.
“You’re obviously still tense, so either lay back on your stomach or sit up so I can work it out, and no arguing this time,” she said, pushing herself up to sit. Her stomach was still behaving for now but she could feel it beginning to churn. “Why don’t you tell me what you do remember. If you remember a little more each day maybe we can piece this together.”
She had her doubts that would be a good thing, though. Clearly he had a lot of fond memories of this place and maybe dredging up whatever he was blocking out would change that, but if it was so bad wouldn’t he have an aversion to this place as well? There had to be something more to it, and if he was going to continue to have these nightmares then they should try to figure them out.
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She noticed his wince when he laid back down and realised she still had some work to do as the nightmare had clearly aggravated the damage he had done. She listened to him talk. More and more he sounded disenchanted with S.H.I.E.L.D., and she had the feeling that if she told him she never wanted to go back that he would be more than happy to quit. Some days she was pretty sure he was only still there because of her, but it wasn’t something she had been able to bring herself to really ask him flat out.
“You’re obviously still tense, so either lay back on your stomach or sit up so I can work it out, and no arguing this time,” she said, pushing herself up to sit. Her stomach was still behaving for now but she could feel it beginning to churn. “Why don’t you tell me what you do remember. If you remember a little more each day maybe we can piece this together.”
She had her doubts that would be a good thing, though. Clearly he had a lot of fond memories of this place and maybe dredging up whatever he was blocking out would change that, but if it was so bad wouldn’t he have an aversion to this place as well? There had to be something more to it, and if he was going to continue to have these nightmares then they should try to figure them out.