[ The nuances and microchanges of Natasha's expression are enough to create all new and exciting paranoiac tailspins, if only for the fact that Tony is not previously used to it. ]
Good, [ he says. ] 'Cause. That's why I got it.
[ Big guileless eyes challenge her to defy him on that one.
He comes to lean against the counter, arms folding a little guarded across his torso. The strange circling that had gone on in Berlin had been mostly forgotten with only the last few moments brought into severe relief, a scrap of stolen time at four in the morning. Here, cloud-diffused midday light and daytime radio chatter as opposed to static and numbers all feel very.
Exposing? Somehow. He is watching her as he studies her. ]
no subject
Good, [ he says. ] 'Cause. That's why I got it.
[ Big guileless eyes challenge her to defy him on that one.
He comes to lean against the counter, arms folding a little guarded across his torso. The strange circling that had gone on in Berlin had been mostly forgotten with only the last few moments brought into severe relief, a scrap of stolen time at four in the morning. Here, cloud-diffused midday light and daytime radio chatter as opposed to static and numbers all feel very.
Exposing? Somehow. He is watching her as he studies her. ]
You look better. Are you out to pasture?