[ The hair tug helps, in a weird way. She tugs at his hair and he makes a hff sound. He appreciates this. She's always been good at settling him down. ]
I'm used to being able to just - see a bad thing and try to stop it, right? Get in a car or hitch a ride or just drop in and stop people from getting hurt. But I can't do that here and things keep... getting at me, instead? Like that fog, or the weird static.
[ A beat, and he turns back over, flopping out on his stomach. He's still mostly pressed up against her. ] Are you okay? I know Winter freaked you out.
[Natasha doesn't say anything for a moment. She stalls a bit, laying down beside him a little more gracefully, her shoulder pressed into his. Clint is one of the few people Natasha almost always defaults to the truth with, but this is hard for her to talk about. Is she okay? Not really. This place is dreading up too many bad memories.]
I don't like feeling powerless. [She says, finally, her voice quiet.
And, really, that's what it boils down to. She's feeling far more helpless than she'd like, almost completely unable to intervene when others need it, but the mind control... She keeps swinging back and forth between furious and scared, and at the moment, there's absolutely nothing she can do to protect herself if the Admin did decide to make her do something against her will.]
Clint turns over again and this time, he octopus clings to her - just curls all up around her and hugs her tightly. It makes him feel better and he can't imagine it makes her feel worse, so. Things have kind of gone to shit, but it's okay. Clint can just push it all under the carpet and deal with it once it's blown up in his face like normal. He kind of needs Natasha to know she has someone she can rely on.
He rests his head against her shoulder. ]
I know. [ Squeeze. ] I don't know what to do about all of this but we'll figure it out.
[It makes her feel better, too. And she knows she can rely on him. She's always been able to, even when she doesn't deserve it. Natasha exhales slowly, turning so she can wrap an arm around him and squeeze tight.]
We always do.
[Mostly. It's nice to have him here, at least. He's one of the few people she feels like she can trust without question, and one of the few friends she lets herself be completely vulnerable around. He's seen her at her worst, after all, and he knows all of the messy details of her past. Well, mostly. She wishes he didn't have to deal with this, but she's glad she has him, too.]
Yeah. [ Being able to actually hug her helps immensely. Already he's easing up, almost sleepy. He's always had a hard time dealing with things on his own. Natasha makes it easier. Tony makes it easier. ]
I'm okay. Just don't go anywhere. [ He sighs. ] I can handle this place as long as I've got you and Tony, I think.
[It's almost phrased like a joke, but she's serious. Natasha has always been good at dealing with things alone, certainly better than Clint, but she's not sure what she'd do if something happened to him again.]
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I'm used to being able to just - see a bad thing and try to stop it, right? Get in a car or hitch a ride or just drop in and stop people from getting hurt. But I can't do that here and things keep... getting at me, instead? Like that fog, or the weird static.
[ A beat, and he turns back over, flopping out on his stomach. He's still mostly pressed up against her. ] Are you okay? I know Winter freaked you out.
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I don't like feeling powerless. [She says, finally, her voice quiet.
And, really, that's what it boils down to. She's feeling far more helpless than she'd like, almost completely unable to intervene when others need it, but the mind control... She keeps swinging back and forth between furious and scared, and at the moment, there's absolutely nothing she can do to protect herself if the Admin did decide to make her do something against her will.]
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Clint turns over again and this time, he octopus clings to her - just curls all up around her and hugs her tightly. It makes him feel better and he can't imagine it makes her feel worse, so. Things have kind of gone to shit, but it's okay. Clint can just push it all under the carpet and deal with it once it's blown up in his face like normal. He kind of needs Natasha to know she has someone she can rely on.
He rests his head against her shoulder. ]
I know. [ Squeeze. ] I don't know what to do about all of this but we'll figure it out.
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We always do.
[Mostly. It's nice to have him here, at least. He's one of the few people she feels like she can trust without question, and one of the few friends she lets herself be completely vulnerable around. He's seen her at her worst, after all, and he knows all of the messy details of her past. Well, mostly. She wishes he didn't have to deal with this, but she's glad she has him, too.]
Are you alright?
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I'm okay. Just don't go anywhere. [ He sighs. ] I can handle this place as long as I've got you and Tony, I think.
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[It's almost phrased like a joke, but she's serious. Natasha has always been good at dealing with things alone, certainly better than Clint, but she's not sure what she'd do if something happened to him again.]
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Not good enough.
[But whatever. It's as good as she'll get.]