"Didn't really feel like arguing with the new housing arrangements when they came out." Didn't really stop her from drunkenly accusing Tony of causing them, but - she doesn't like to remember that moment. She wasn't doing too hot then.
Whatever, that was a while ago. And it's not like she's really considered sleeping with Tony. Well. Maybe she has, but she dismissed it pretty fast because of that whole Pepper thing. He really likes Pepper. And she doesn't actually need anyone, so it all works out fine.
"They seem like they're more interesting than being perpetually stuck here, really. Something to do at least." She gets restless, sometimes. "Maybe I will volunteer."
Not a hell of a lot, apparently. Worst comes to worst: you get a little scuffed up and the Initiative gives you a patch job on the way back, right? Charlie raises his glass in a sort of faux toast and shakes his head - easy grin. "Maybe it'll earn you points with the Initiative. Though they might fall over dead from shock to have someone looking to work with them."
"I can think of so many things that could go wrong, don't ask that." She's exceptional at thinking about things that could go wrong. But she doesn't actually want to think about that right now, because she's happy and comfortable and that's rare enough that it's worth basking in when it happens.
She raises her own glass, takes a long swallow and blinks as the first feeling of looseness starts to sink in. She probably shouldn't drink much more, but she can't bring herself to worry about that either yet. "You got any plans for the future here?"
"Christ no." He's settling into the couch, letting himself sag into the too-modern couch. The Initiative's aesthetic tends to run too close to the 'elaborate cube' side of things and not enough 'plush cushions' for his taste. "Vastly prefer being footloose and fancy free myself."
Which is a lie, though maybe not one he's entirely aware of. He spends too much time traipsing around in the timeline at the Initiative's behest for that to really be an honest assessment.
"And yet you keep showing up here." She's looking at her glass more than him when she says it, absent minded, not entirely meaning to let that slip.
It's just that footloose and fancy free means no attachments, but he's looked after her more than a few times now. "You've got more than a few friends for someone footloose."
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Whatever, that was a while ago. And it's not like she's really considered sleeping with Tony. Well. Maybe she has, but she dismissed it pretty fast because of that whole Pepper thing. He really likes Pepper. And she doesn't actually need anyone, so it all works out fine.
"They seem like they're more interesting than being perpetually stuck here, really. Something to do at least." She gets restless, sometimes. "Maybe I will volunteer."
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Not a hell of a lot, apparently. Worst comes to worst: you get a little scuffed up and the Initiative gives you a patch job on the way back, right? Charlie raises his glass in a sort of faux toast and shakes his head - easy grin. "Maybe it'll earn you points with the Initiative. Though they might fall over dead from shock to have someone looking to work with them."
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She raises her own glass, takes a long swallow and blinks as the first feeling of looseness starts to sink in. She probably shouldn't drink much more, but she can't bring herself to worry about that either yet. "You got any plans for the future here?"
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Which is a lie, though maybe not one he's entirely aware of. He spends too much time traipsing around in the timeline at the Initiative's behest for that to really be an honest assessment.
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It's just that footloose and fancy free means no attachments, but he's looked after her more than a few times now. "You've got more than a few friends for someone footloose."