[ Ah. Wasn't picturing a gimp outfit, but frankly the pencil skirt imagery isn't much more helpful. Well done, Pepper. Anyway, focusing on the here and now and not theoretical pencil skirts— ]
Moldy Chinese.
[ So no, not useful. He watches her for a second, then drops the whole feeling-betrayed-by-a-dog thing (a little petty, even for him), crossing his arms and leaning one shoulder against the door frame of his room. ]
Do you remember where you were before you woke up here?
[ Thoughtful, if a bit prying. It isn't meant to be, but tact and Clint don't always go hand in hand. ]
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Moldy Chinese.
[ So no, not useful. He watches her for a second, then drops the whole feeling-betrayed-by-a-dog thing (a little petty, even for him), crossing his arms and leaning one shoulder against the door frame of his room. ]
Do you remember where you were before you woke up here?
[ Thoughtful, if a bit prying. It isn't meant to be, but tact and Clint don't always go hand in hand. ]