[ Her mouth quirks at him, like if he's going to drag himself along to the joke it's with at least something she can answer, her fingers lightly pushing at his shoulder in a half-shove. Saying we don't have any friends, remember sounds — Natasha's not nearly so new to love as some might think but there are some things she still has to do on her own, so we's are territory she hasn't quite mapped out yet. ]
I have no idea. [ And god forbid somebody mentions Tony Stark, who Natasha generally avoids showing any trace of personality around (only half of which is out of genuine annoyance). ] Anyone who knows how to shoot a gun.
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I have no idea. [ And god forbid somebody mentions Tony Stark, who Natasha generally avoids showing any trace of personality around (only half of which is out of genuine annoyance). ] Anyone who knows how to shoot a gun.