“ the future ? … huh .” digits twitch then rest back at her hip , the moment hadn’t called for violence just yet .
“ so here’s the plan , we’ll get you somewhere safe until we figure out a way to get you back … deal ?”
ruby colored eyes narrow , watching the holster carefully .
“ i’m spider—man , from the future . well , you’re future my present anyway .”
he knew who she was , at least somewhat — body language signaling he was in a defensive stance .
The weight of his gaze no longer fostered the comfort she always sought ; instead, it was hollowed & filled with disdain . " your wants & needs still matter to me ... *you still matter to me ."
" that depends on what you're asking for , James ..." pained by disbelief , the bite of winter's chill tearing too close to flesh . " But I want to help you."
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❝ Depends . Would the needs be met or would everyone double down like every other time .ᐣ ❞
Tense shoulders adjust , creaking of metal heard in the dark before silence ㅤ╱ the Winter Soldier listens closely to her movement , studying
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