Re: In-person: Selina/Tony & Rosalind Those have gotten bigger. [She motioned to the glowing blue, and ignored the pigeon in question, which was in her crate, at Selina's feet, cooing like she didn't understand a thing. Which, really, she didn't.
Selina sighed, and she just scooted closer and rested her head on Tony's shoulder, cheek against warm wool. Fuck it. She didn't say anything at first, just that; she knew how Tony was about feeling words.
Eventually:] So, are you inheriting my hour-long videochats? Someone needs to.