[ Her eyes dart to the closet. The last thing she wants is someone seeing the both of them in this place. ]
And this is... relaxing.
[ She quirks a brow, though a hint of derisive amusement enters her voice. She herself isn't exactly relaxed, either, but having Steve here puts her at relative ease; he's someone she trusts, though even she can't understand how or why. Even being practically smashed against him in this closet was made all the more bearable due to the fact that it was just Steve in here with her, and--
In the half-light of the closet, Katarina finds herself looking to his face again, noticing just how close they're standing. She looks and hopes to whatever deity that exists out there that he can't see the way her face flushes at the realization. ]
Not even a little.
[ Katarina grumbles. Steve is definitely right on that one: this party has an alarming lack of carnage. There isn't a knife fight to be seen, and it bores Katarina to tears.
Regardless, she hasn't really had the opportunity to talk to Steve. Not like this. Now, removed from Haven and all of its terrors, Katarina sucks in a breath. She doesn't know when she'll be able to get another opportunity like this, and so she takes it. ]
... I never thanked you. For getting me to the clinic that day, I mean.
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And this is... relaxing.
[ She quirks a brow, though a hint of derisive amusement enters her voice. She herself isn't exactly relaxed, either, but having Steve here puts her at relative ease; he's someone she trusts, though even she can't understand how or why. Even being practically smashed against him in this closet was made all the more bearable due to the fact that it was just Steve in here with her, and--
In the half-light of the closet, Katarina finds herself looking to his face again, noticing just how close they're standing. She looks and hopes to whatever deity that exists out there that he can't see the way her face flushes at the realization. ]
Not even a little.
[ Katarina grumbles. Steve is definitely right on that one: this party has an alarming lack of carnage. There isn't a knife fight to be seen, and it bores Katarina to tears.
Regardless, she hasn't really had the opportunity to talk to Steve. Not like this. Now, removed from Haven and all of its terrors, Katarina sucks in a breath. She doesn't know when she'll be able to get another opportunity like this, and so she takes it. ]
... I never thanked you. For getting me to the clinic that day, I mean.