If I didn't tell you, that takes away your choice.
[Her answer is quiet, soft but earnest. She's not much of a spy, not really. Ava's never been like Natasha, however much that was what they tried to make her into. She's more the stubborn soldier than anything. Too direct, cares too much.
She only keeps the things that she has to. The things that offer nothing but hurt. This felt like a truth she owed him. At the question, she pauses, considers the question.]
I want to get to know you.
[It's simple but true. If they were someplace else, she might have said something about seeing if they could be friends, but this place makes things not quite so simple.]
[ It's a respectful answer. He wants it to be an honest one. Not a lot of people have gone out of their way to make sure Bucky has choices, even the people who've treated him alright haven't thought about him in quite those terms. ]
Okay.
[ He isn't saying he's going to let any of his walls down, but if she wants to get to know him, there's some surface stuff he doesn't hold too close to his chest. ]
[She considers the question, then she smiles softly, looks over at him with something a little like interest. Her hands touching her drink, taking a sip, now that she's not quite so weighed down with that tether, with the truth.]
Could make a game of it. Take turns asking questions, but you have to offer something equivalent.
[Not a game she'd created; that had been Sana. Back when Ava had been quiet and guarded and unwilling to give anything away. It makes it safe, keeps from pushing too deep.]
I like drawing, I think I like dancing and I like sparring as long as I don't hurt anyone. What do you enjoy doing, here or- just in general?
[An example, something that's in theory an easy answer, even if her own isn't. The game had also been a way to sort of put rules on basic conversation, because just out of the safehouse Ava hadn't really been good at it. Sana was smarter than people ever gave her credit for.]
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[Her answer is quiet, soft but earnest. She's not much of a spy, not really. Ava's never been like Natasha, however much that was what they tried to make her into. She's more the stubborn soldier than anything. Too direct, cares too much.
She only keeps the things that she has to. The things that offer nothing but hurt. This felt like a truth she owed him. At the question, she pauses, considers the question.]
I want to get to know you.
[It's simple but true. If they were someplace else, she might have said something about seeing if they could be friends, but this place makes things not quite so simple.]
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Okay.
[ He isn't saying he's going to let any of his walls down, but if she wants to get to know him, there's some surface stuff he doesn't hold too close to his chest. ]
What do you want to know?
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Could make a game of it. Take turns asking questions, but you have to offer something equivalent.
[Not a game she'd created; that had been Sana. Back when Ava had been quiet and guarded and unwilling to give anything away. It makes it safe, keeps from pushing too deep.]
I like drawing, I think I like dancing and I like sparring as long as I don't hurt anyone. What do you enjoy doing, here or- just in general?
[An example, something that's in theory an easy answer, even if her own isn't. The game had also been a way to sort of put rules on basic conversation, because just out of the safehouse Ava hadn't really been good at it. Sana was smarter than people ever gave her credit for.]