Who: Natasha and Clint What: Clint goes to comfort his partner Where: Rooftop of Avenger Warehouse When: Afternoon shortly after this Status/Rating: Complete/Medium
Clint shut the computer and grabbed his phone. If Natasha was seeing Drakov's kid... Pocketing the phone he moved quickly up to the roof access and out of the door. He glanced around, his eyes squinting a bit before they landed on the familiar sight of red curls. Silently he made his way over to her, making sure he was in her line of sight so she didn't accidentally shoot him.
Still staying silent he went beside her. Glancing at her, he reached out and gently brushed some of her hair from her face. "Is she still here Tasha?" he asked, his voice soft. She had been there for him all this time it was time he returned the favor. He knew how bad Drakov's daughter was. And he hated himself for having told Loki that. He reached out and gently brushed his hand against hers and held it.