It's entirely possible Natasha simply puts up with him, but she's a good sparring partner and a fitting Bad Cop to his Worse Cop.
He snatches her back at the wrist before she can withdraw completely, thumb grazing over her pulse. There is an odd look to his eyes, surprise that he reached back and confusion as he stares at her.
His response is slow, distant, "Her plans, no. He'd thought he was cleaning up a mess from the previous blight and he knew Josselyn was getting more obsessed but he kept back from the discomfort of it."
He turns her wrist in his hand. It's not accusatory when he asks, "What did you do, Wanda?" He doesn't look at her face; he'll allow her that distance.
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He snatches her back at the wrist before she can withdraw completely, thumb grazing over her pulse. There is an odd look to his eyes, surprise that he reached back and confusion as he stares at her.
His response is slow, distant, "Her plans, no. He'd thought he was cleaning up a mess from the previous blight and he knew Josselyn was getting more obsessed but he kept back from the discomfort of it."
He turns her wrist in his hand. It's not accusatory when he asks, "What did you do, Wanda?" He doesn't look at her face; he'll allow her that distance.