Natasha let Clint lead her away, grateful that he understood, and that he managed to maneuver them out of there before they were seen. Another week or two to digest everything and make sure that things were still going well, then maybe they could invite Angelina over for dinner.
It was easy to think that, of course, but the actual doing would be a little more difficult. Not as difficult, though, as telling the people back home, starting with Fury. The director would not be pleased, but he would have to deal with it. What it meant for their jobs, though, Natasha wasn’t sure.
The others wouldn’t be so bad. Steve and Pepper would likely be very happy for them, and Tony... he would be happy to have some new material to torture them with. It would all be very interesting to say the least.
Leaning into Clint’s side, she smiled at his words. “So do you,” she said. “Did you like it? The tea.”
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Date: 2014-07-09 09:47 pm (UTC)From:It was easy to think that, of course, but the actual doing would be a little more difficult. Not as difficult, though, as telling the people back home, starting with Fury. The director would not be pleased, but he would have to deal with it. What it meant for their jobs, though, Natasha wasn’t sure.
The others wouldn’t be so bad. Steve and Pepper would likely be very happy for them, and Tony... he would be happy to have some new material to torture them with. It would all be very interesting to say the least.
Leaning into Clint’s side, she smiled at his words. “So do you,” she said. “Did you like it? The tea.”