So focused on Clint, it took Natasha a moment to notice the other young recruits at the back of the room and put the pieces together. This was actually more than she could have hoped for for him, a much better way to spend his time and distract himself than she had imagined he would take. Inwardly she kicked herself for feeling jealous, though hugging one’s instructor wasn’t exactly standard practice around here.
As he approached Natasha stepped to the side of the door and let it close behind her instead of walking back out like her first instinct tried to tell her to do. She studied him when he reached her, his face and his physique. She had worried he would be just a shell of a man by the time she returned, but he looked good, even better than he had before she had left. This was good news, of course, but she wasn’t sure what to make of it.
“So do you,” she said with a strained smile. Of all the ways she had pictured their reunion, she had never thought it would be this awkward. “So you’re doing instructing now. It suits you.”
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Date: 2013-02-09 05:07 pm (UTC)From:As he approached Natasha stepped to the side of the door and let it close behind her instead of walking back out like her first instinct tried to tell her to do. She studied him when he reached her, his face and his physique. She had worried he would be just a shell of a man by the time she returned, but he looked good, even better than he had before she had left. This was good news, of course, but she wasn’t sure what to make of it.
“So do you,” she said with a strained smile. Of all the ways she had pictured their reunion, she had never thought it would be this awkward. “So you’re doing instructing now. It suits you.”