"I can understand that," Natasha says, and then snorts faintly. Bitterly. "You...I'd say you have no idea how much I'd understand that, but I think you're one of the few who would."
He saw her while Clint had been kidnapped, after all; saw what she would do for the sake of her best friend. Her rage ran more destructive than his, but like could recognize like.
"But I gotta tell you, Steve. From personal experience, it's not a question of not being 'crazy'. Not like how...I think you're imagining it to be. You'd have no idea. Trust me on this.
So I'm not...dismissing what you think. But I gotta ask what happened on that ship after I was taken away."
She's angry. It's a fine line of tension running through her body, a hint of light in her green eyes, but she's angry. Just like she'd been on Helicarrier, until she'd knocked Loki out of Clint's head.
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He saw her while Clint had been kidnapped, after all; saw what she would do for the sake of her best friend. Her rage ran more destructive than his, but like could recognize like.
"But I gotta tell you, Steve. From personal experience, it's not a question of not being 'crazy'. Not like how...I think you're imagining it to be. You'd have no idea. Trust me on this.
So I'm not...dismissing what you think. But I gotta ask what happened on that ship after I was taken away."
She's angry. It's a fine line of tension running through her body, a hint of light in her green eyes, but she's angry. Just like she'd been on Helicarrier, until she'd knocked Loki out of Clint's head.