[She doesn't even have it in her anymore to argue. She's not okay, hasn't been since New Mexico, since Loki took her out and poured himself in. May never be again. So she doesn't protest, just lets out a soft sigh as Nat sinks down beside her and searches out her eyes in the flickering light behind them, catches and holds them and begs as much as she can without words and with her pride for Nat to find some way to fix this, to prove she's human still, that she's herself, that she's in control of her body and that no one will take that away again.
Except, of course, Nat can't promise that, can't tell her that this'll be the only and last time, but maybe--maybe between the two of them they might find some sort of distraction. Even an hour or two of not thinking about this and wincing away from the dark film that seems to coat every one of her thoughts, like Loki left greasy fingerprints on every bit of her mind, would be a god send.
She leans into that soft touch, into the cool, soft skin of Nat's hand and he breath shudders out of her, broken and half-hitched on what might be a sob. It might be, except that she doesn't cry, she never cries, she doesn't just lose it. Not in the daylight and certain not in a hotel room bed in the Hamptons while Billy Mays yells about something on the television]
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Except, of course, Nat can't promise that, can't tell her that this'll be the only and last time, but maybe--maybe between the two of them they might find some sort of distraction. Even an hour or two of not thinking about this and wincing away from the dark film that seems to coat every one of her thoughts, like Loki left greasy fingerprints on every bit of her mind, would be a god send.
She leans into that soft touch, into the cool, soft skin of Nat's hand and he breath shudders out of her, broken and half-hitched on what might be a sob. It might be, except that she doesn't cry, she never cries, she doesn't just lose it. Not in the daylight and certain not in a hotel room bed in the Hamptons while Billy Mays yells about something on the television]
I--I want it to stop, Nat.