[ But that's not how it sounds. She ticks a shoulder and gives the computer another few (futile) keystrokes before turning away from it. Her left hand picks the gun back up, flicking the safety off, index finger resting alongside the trigger. ]
I'll be in the compound. Can you track me down?
[ She doesn't mean in-person. Natasha's asking about the red coronas, if her energies can sense or track her down. They never did have time to figure that one out. ]
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[ But that's not how it sounds. She ticks a shoulder and gives the computer another few (futile) keystrokes before turning away from it. Her left hand picks the gun back up, flicking the safety off, index finger resting alongside the trigger. ]
I'll be in the compound. Can you track me down?
[ She doesn't mean in-person. Natasha's asking about the red coronas, if her energies can sense or track her down. They never did have time to figure that one out. ]