OOM

[hasthehighground]

Clint walks out of the building with Doctor Jan Li, walking together but not talking. He looks tired, but otherwise well -- he's healed up, so his gait is easy.

He spots Natasha about halfway down the sidewalk, and a smile curls in the corner of his mouth.

He turns to Dr. Li, who looks and spots Natasha as well. They exchange a few words, and shake hands.

Clint tucks his hands into his jeans as he gets closer, stopping a couple yards back.

"Hey."

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[redintheledger]

She doesn't do anything so obvious as beam with pleasure, or wriggle in her seat at the sight of the scone. But her lips curve and there's a sudden pleased expectation in her posture that, if you know her, convey as much as if she'd grinned.

"Yeah," Natasha says, "this was a good idea of yours."

[hasthehighground]

Clint just smirks slightly into his coffee, and is quiet.

Natasha doesn't need his angst about all of the places his ideas have landed people.

And the coffee's not bad.