[ The way she speaks about them says volumes. The past tense there with Pietro explains a few other things. He feels a sharp, unexpected little pang. It isn't fair. It isn't.
But rather than dig at that wound any more just now he reaches out instead, casually taking her hand in his again, if she lets him. As if this is what they've always done. Easy affection. Understanding without words. ]
...It's not just about who can do the job, it's about who makes doing it matter, right? [ His gaze drops a little there. He's probably said too much. It's dangerous, how easy that is with her. ]
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But rather than dig at that wound any more just now he reaches out instead, casually taking her hand in his again, if she lets him. As if this is what they've always done. Easy affection. Understanding without words. ]
...It's not just about who can do the job, it's about who makes doing it matter, right? [ His gaze drops a little there. He's probably said too much. It's dangerous, how easy that is with her. ]
I think I kinda get that.