[Natasha doesn't leave him on his own long. That would defeat the purpose of inviting him out in the first place. She has the feeling she knows the kind of person he is. He's going to keep beating himself up.
Seemed to her there were more than enough people volunteering to do that on the network.
The glass with his whiskey clicks on the table in front of him, ice tinking softly. He might smell that Natasha has the same whiskey, no ice.]
There. I almost just brought the bottle, but why rush things.
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Seemed to her there were more than enough people volunteering to do that on the network.
The glass with his whiskey clicks on the table in front of him, ice tinking softly. He might smell that Natasha has the same whiskey, no ice.]
There. I almost just brought the bottle, but why rush things.