[ yelena watches him mull over her question with the most puzzled look on her face. she's still adjusting to society as a whole and social cues so maybe it was not the move, to just ask him how old his bones feel. curse her ability to completely override the filter feature of her brain!!
but he answers it anyway, as ridiculous as her question is and she's pleasantly surprised. it's exactly as she thought. ]
Hmmmm.
[ she acts as if she's contemplating even if she knows what to say. but it would be cruel to even joke about that after he'd done her the favour of stitching her up the night before, and then letting her sleep in his bed. with him. ]
No. Not too old. You could be fifty and I would still like you. [ oops bomb dropped but she doesn't think too much of it, obviously because she keeps going— ] I don't care about age.
no subject
but he answers it anyway, as ridiculous as her question is and she's pleasantly surprised. it's exactly as she thought. ]
Hmmmm.
[ she acts as if she's contemplating even if she knows what to say. but it would be cruel to even joke about that after he'd done her the favour of stitching her up the night before, and then letting her sleep in his bed. with him. ]
No. Not too old. You could be fifty and I would still like you. [ oops bomb dropped but she doesn't think too much of it, obviously because she keeps going— ] I don't care about age.