( clint say that it's going to be okay now, that he hopes so, and wanda can't help but feel a surge of desire to connect with what entirely he means by this. the only reason she draws her hand away, though, is because the server comes in with their orders, setting them down before them, completely ignoring the heaviness of the conversation between the two.
it breaks the tension, a bit, as she starts spooning around her noodle soup, not quite eating yet.
wanda glances up at him. )
I know it's not very helpful, but I'm here.
( and even if she wants to reject the notion of avengers, it doesn't mean she'll reject clint. they're friends, bonded over some heavy stuffβshe can be here for him, too, the way he's been there for her, through some rough patches. )
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it breaks the tension, a bit, as she starts spooning around her noodle soup, not quite eating yet.
wanda glances up at him. )
I know it's not very helpful, but I'm here.
( and even if she wants to reject the notion of avengers, it doesn't mean she'll reject clint. they're friends, bonded over some heavy stuffβshe can be here for him, too, the way he's been there for her, through some rough patches. )