I'm sure you'll show them how it's done, soon enough.
[There's no use in helping the smile that crawls across his face at the idea of it being anyone else who happened upon the scene but at the same time, he can't help but appreciate the fact that he was that very person. He's glad for agent Barton that the case is what it is, because he's not about to start making a joke out of something that the other appears very good at - Steve isn't like that.
The idea of Miss Romanoff --Natasha, he reminds himself again-- using this against the other however, has him look up from his admiration of the room, raise a brow. His hands loosen where they are, shift around in his pockets.]
The way I see it, it's just one more thing you know how to do that the others don't - unless that's something SHIELD teaches certain students. [A sorta wry look and he shakes his head, leaves that attempt at a joke alone soon enough. With a step or two in another direction, he stops to look over to the hawk.] And it's something you know well, from what I saw. What was it, exactly?
[Because he wants to know what he almost saw just moments ago. There was color in that dance, something he hadn't known about the other and he's sure he wasn't supposed to see it in the first place, but it's happened. He smiles easy with the last comment, blue eyes looking down to his attire and once they're back up, he shrugs.]
Like I said, I'm just here to say hello and see how everyone's doing. [It comes with a nod.] So how are you, Barton?
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[There's no use in helping the smile that crawls across his face at the idea of it being anyone else who happened upon the scene but at the same time, he can't help but appreciate the fact that he was that very person. He's glad for agent Barton that the case is what it is, because he's not about to start making a joke out of something that the other appears very good at - Steve isn't like that.
The idea of Miss Romanoff --Natasha, he reminds himself again-- using this against the other however, has him look up from his admiration of the room, raise a brow. His hands loosen where they are, shift around in his pockets.]
The way I see it, it's just one more thing you know how to do that the others don't - unless that's something SHIELD teaches certain students. [A sorta wry look and he shakes his head, leaves that attempt at a joke alone soon enough. With a step or two in another direction, he stops to look over to the hawk.] And it's something you know well, from what I saw. What was it, exactly?
[Because he wants to know what he almost saw just moments ago. There was color in that dance, something he hadn't known about the other and he's sure he wasn't supposed to see it in the first place, but it's happened. He smiles easy with the last comment, blue eyes looking down to his attire and once they're back up, he shrugs.]
Like I said, I'm just here to say hello and see how everyone's doing. [It comes with a nod.] So how are you, Barton?