"I have other clothes," Blaze half-protests - but not loudly. She doesn't sound at all sorry she isn't being asked to use them, and her posture has relaxed slightly. Her emergency civvies likely don't fit her anyway. Natasha, on the other hand, looks like she's ready to handle anything no matter her outfit. While Blaze is sure she's abiding by Steve's rules of engagement, there's a part of the Exo's mind which is quick to note approvingly that she could choose not to. Loyalty and obedience only overlap sometimes.
"I'll follow your lead," she tells Natasha. Ghost vanishes in a flicker of blue light, anticipating their departure. "We brushed up on Old English in case we don't get a free ride on the translation. Let's get to it."
She feels she ought to ask more questions. She hasn't done that enough before. But right now the only ones that come to mind, that burn to be answered, are questions that would betray her worries. They'll all be answered soon enough.
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on 2018-06-05 12:06 am (UTC)"I'll follow your lead," she tells Natasha. Ghost vanishes in a flicker of blue light, anticipating their departure. "We brushed up on Old English in case we don't get a free ride on the translation. Let's get to it."
She feels she ought to ask more questions. She hasn't done that enough before. But right now the only ones that come to mind, that burn to be answered, are questions that would betray her worries. They'll all be answered soon enough.