[ Unsure as he feels, he gives her a slight nod that he knows only she'll see. The jet is increasingly deafening, but still too far away to make out much of anything but obvious movement. He feels odd, leaving such a thing open when this is meant to be what he does for her.
But what worries him more is what the next time will look like. Whether something in him is actually broken. He'd enjoyed it. Is Natasha prepared to hear that?
Not that it matters when, in a matter of moments, no one is hearing anything but the rumble of aircraft engines. ]
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But what worries him more is what the next time will look like. Whether something in him is actually broken. He'd enjoyed it. Is Natasha prepared to hear that?
Not that it matters when, in a matter of moments, no one is hearing anything but the rumble of aircraft engines. ]