When Clint turned to face her Natasha kept her arms around him, the blanket surrounding them both. Even through her sweater she could feel how cold his hands were and made sure to shift the blanket up further around him.
“It’s okay, I wasn’t really asleep,” she replied. She wanted him to know he could talk to her, that he had every right to these moods and that he didn’t have to deal with them alone, but she couldn’t quite find the words to say that. She was used to manipulating people for information, or interrogating. To simply offer an ear should he need it sounded simple but it was harder than either of these other methods.
“Mm, we probably should. You wore me out,” she said with a smile in her voice. “And you need some warming up.”
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Date: 2013-11-12 11:03 pm (UTC)From:“It’s okay, I wasn’t really asleep,” she replied. She wanted him to know he could talk to her, that he had every right to these moods and that he didn’t have to deal with them alone, but she couldn’t quite find the words to say that. She was used to manipulating people for information, or interrogating. To simply offer an ear should he need it sounded simple but it was harder than either of these other methods.
“Mm, we probably should. You wore me out,” she said with a smile in her voice. “And you need some warming up.”