[ He moves on even if his tone drags. Not-Clint doesn't look at her, but Natasha does. She looks and looks, like maybe with enough time things will somehow click together, and she hates the idea that something like that has some natural quality to it. But she also doesn't know the first thing about quantum physics.
Pressing her lips together, Natasha exhales quietly. ]
Not SHIELD. Not HYDRA.
[ She doesn't bother to hide the names. ]
Can you meet me later? [ The question is more than a little abrupt. ]
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Pressing her lips together, Natasha exhales quietly. ]
Not SHIELD. Not HYDRA.
[ She doesn't bother to hide the names. ]
Can you meet me later? [ The question is more than a little abrupt. ]