"Good," he said with a small nod. The truth was he was itching to get outside and away from the prying eyes of curious agents. Not that anyone had really paid attention to them. Well, no more than they usually did. They both had reputations now, reputations that were usually the first to reach the ears of new recruits.
He turned their footsteps towards the helicopter pool. Officially, they weren't sanctioned to take out one of them, but that had never stopped Clint before. He'd had enough of the helicarrier for one day and if he was honest with himself, he wanted to be alone with Natasha.
![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
no subject
Date: 2014-04-01 03:27 am (UTC)From:He turned their footsteps towards the helicopter pool. Officially, they weren't sanctioned to take out one of them, but that had never stopped Clint before. He'd had enough of the helicarrier for one day and if he was honest with himself, he wanted to be alone with Natasha.
"Did you bring me back some cannoli?"