Smelling her coming closer to him, he tensed. When her hand brushed his cheek he moved swiftly a few feet away, his back to Natasha. "Don't...I'm not the man you knew," he said, his voice subdued. "Not anymore..." With the scent of her blood on the air he couldn't get his face to change back to normal.
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