[ For a second, he sort of reminds her of Clint. The ease in it. Who knew interdimensional space travel would be the thing to make her see James Barnes a little more?
Natasha huffs a laugh. The amusement lingers, genuine, before it naturally falls away. ]
Stealing your shampoo, I bet.
[ The joke almost doesn't land. It's ridiculous and foreign and something that happened to someone else. That personal disconnect, if she gave enough time to it, might take her to a different place. So she doesn't chase it. Instead, the silence settles. Parallel to companionable but not quite, before: ]
So. What's your play?
[ She knows what she's doing. She's taking advantage of it by asking what his plans are, in so much as any of them can, you know, make plans right now beyond 'don't starve'. ]
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Natasha huffs a laugh. The amusement lingers, genuine, before it naturally falls away. ]
Stealing your shampoo, I bet.
[ The joke almost doesn't land. It's ridiculous and foreign and something that happened to someone else. That personal disconnect, if she gave enough time to it, might take her to a different place. So she doesn't chase it. Instead, the silence settles. Parallel to companionable but not quite, before: ]
So. What's your play?
[ She knows what she's doing. She's taking advantage of it by asking what his plans are, in so much as any of them can, you know, make plans right now beyond 'don't starve'. ]