[ He does so, the expression on his face going pained and uncomfortable—no, wary. He doesn't want to lie to her, but what she's asked almost makes him feel he'll have to. ]
South...
[ Because that's who she is, when questions of this nature come up. Not Natasha, the girl he'd grown up with—South, the agent who had let him die.
And he can't do it. He can't lie. And neither can he tell the truth. His eyes narrow as they fill with tears. ]
no subject
South...
[ Because that's who she is, when questions of this nature come up. Not Natasha, the girl he'd grown up with—South, the agent who had let him die.
And he can't do it. He can't lie. And neither can he tell the truth. His eyes narrow as they fill with tears. ]