[ And then he does it again, two fingers on pressed against the side of his helmet. ]
Cortana-
[ Behind his visor, John closes his eyes and set his jaw with his mouth pursed into a thin line breathing hard through his nose waiting until he can shake loose the chill down his back that makes a stone settle in his throat.
It was only a moment, and all Natasha would see is a statue. ]
I only have this.
[ John is steady again and pulls out of a space under the collar of his suit the pink plastic compact mirror. Flipping it open revealing the heavy sketch paper he folded into the powder well and the set of coordinates etched into the mirror. ]
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Cortana-
[ Behind his visor, John closes his eyes and set his jaw with his mouth pursed into a thin line breathing hard through his nose waiting until he can shake loose the chill down his back that makes a stone settle in his throat.
It was only a moment, and all Natasha would see is a statue. ]
I only have this.
[ John is steady again and pulls out of a space under the collar of his suit the pink plastic compact mirror. Flipping it open revealing the heavy sketch paper he folded into the powder well and the set of coordinates etched into the mirror. ]