I wish they'd put something in the water at the hot springs.
[Natasha rolls her eyes, because this is really probably not time for Clint's sense of humor, but Spock was here with a feline version of Coulson and today... could not get any weirder. Not that she was hoping to jinx it or anything. Really.
Instead, she bent until she was eye-level with her handler and gave him a rueful smile. Because as far-flung as this was, she was fairly certain that was her boss.]
I'm relieved to report that your specialist is still an idiot, Sir. Welcome back. Sort of.
[And then Spock was addressing them again and Clint's sense of humor had clearly gone over his head, so she tried for polite and friendly instead, because the man had just rescued their boss and they owed him for that, at least. She held out her hand in greeting, giving him a smile.]
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[Natasha rolls her eyes, because this is really probably not time for Clint's sense of humor, but Spock was here with a feline version of Coulson and today... could not get any weirder. Not that she was hoping to jinx it or anything. Really.
Instead, she bent until she was eye-level with her handler and gave him a rueful smile. Because as far-flung as this was, she was fairly certain that was her boss.]
I'm relieved to report that your specialist is still an idiot, Sir. Welcome back. Sort of.
[And then Spock was addressing them again and Clint's sense of humor had clearly gone over his head, so she tried for polite and friendly instead, because the man had just rescued their boss and they owed him for that, at least. She held out her hand in greeting, giving him a smile.]
Natasha Romanoff. This is Clint Barton.