[ It comes with an easy tear-top, with those little tabs that stick if you're not careful. When she opens it, it's obvious what it is: canned fruit, little chunks of pineapple and melon and too-red cherries floating in sweet, clear liquid. Natasha doesn't exactly have convenient utensils on her person, but she doesn't look like she's going to join him in eating.
She just leaves the can there, open, and occasionally glances at the screen. Her eyes follow when he stoops to look over the actual hardware. ]
You know what you're doing.
[ She sounds thoughtful. Natasha's really more of a software person, and even then, y'know. ]
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She just leaves the can there, open, and occasionally glances at the screen. Her eyes follow when he stoops to look over the actual hardware. ]
You know what you're doing.
[ She sounds thoughtful. Natasha's really more of a software person, and even then, y'know. ]