[ She looks at him. She looks at him and doesn't really bother to hide the fact she's sizing something up, not so much him but the next course of action. Natasha knows with an acute clarity that she can't leave him, but she knows exactly how to feel about compromising her own immunology.
But breathing masks are better than nothing. ]
It can't hurt.
[ Which is her way of being kind, right now.
Bait. If she were working this, those people out there, if they are people? They'd be bait. ]
no subject
But breathing masks are better than nothing. ]
It can't hurt.
[ Which is her way of being kind, right now.
Bait. If she were working this, those people out there, if they are people? They'd be bait. ]