( there must be something about the science-y slash investigative-y types. always so quick to ramble on or to reassure her. alex could give jemma a run for her money — all she was missing at this point was a handful of phds and a clipped british accent.

not that skye doesn't appreciate the reassurance, because she does. she could use it. there's something to be said for going into a chat with a free muffin and leaving with the knowledge that multiple versions of the same person exist with an alien refugee camp. something weird. )

I'm — you know what, I'm actually just going to pretend you didn't say some Dr Evil wannabe didn't babyray you, because I am so not equipped for that on just one cup of coffee. ( though, to be fair, she's not sure any amount of coffee would prepare her for that kind of conversation. ) I'm used to weird, but... definitely not that kind of weird.