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Clint's not entirely sure how Oswin's gained access to the car she has -- a sturdy four-door sedan.

Whichever way that happened, she has a set of keys and hasn't wrecked it yet. Clint's given it a look-over, including pulling out out of its parking spot and re-parking it in the middle of the lane, and now he's sitting in the passenger seat.

He hands Oswin the keys once she's buckled in.

Date: 2013-09-18 07:32 am (UTC)
souffle_girlek: (D I'm sorry whut?)
From: [personal profile] souffle_girlek
Her frame suddenly tenses up again, because what, no, no.

"Oh my stars, where, I'm sorry, I didn't even see, I am so sorry..." She's babbling worriedly, her hands fluttering where she was just holding on for dear life, because how did she miss that he was hurt? Of all the self-centered, idiotic moves...

Date: 2013-09-18 07:45 am (UTC)
souffle_girlek: (D You must be joking)
From: [personal profile] souffle_girlek
Her eyes go wide with surprise, and she blinks at him for a long moment.

Then she squints.

Then she buries her face in her hands, because of course, of course, she really ought to have realized and she is most assuredly the stupidest person on this rock. Since talking into her hands is entirely counterproductive, she looks up to talk to him.

"Seriously?" She's making sure to keep a check on the urge to talk out her sheer frustration at her own idiocy, and making sure not to turn away. "Since the lobby?"

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