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[ A pause. Brief but noticeable enough. ]

I volunteered.

[ Kind of, anyway. Close enough to the truth that the sentiment still holds. ]

I'll be tasked out soon.

Natasha.

[And his voice has that half-worried, half-disapproving edge to it. No wonder he's like a dad to half a dozen teenagers.]

This war is about to heat up. Innocent people on both sides stand to get hurt.

I know.

[ It's a good thing she curbs back the so what edge to her voice. They are, supposedly, a little past that, and Natasha knows that that is, at best, a deflecting tactic. ]

I'm working on it, Steve. [ Not Rogers, not Captain. Steve. ]

Okay.

[Because he trusts her, he does, even if she might still tell him that he shouldn't. But he doesn't trust these courts, what they tell people, the lengths they'll go to to make them fight.]

If you need any help, just say the word. I'm sure Sam wouldn't mind seeing you again so soon.

[If he was slightly more of a shit, he might even make kissy smoochy sounds.]

Wilson?

[ Something sharper in her voice, like an alertness coming to life. Though the huff of a laugh after it says otherwise. Warmer. A little fonder, too. ]

Hey, I'm not the one shacking up with an artist.

[ Natasha doesn't make kissy smoochy sounds. But she might as well have. ]

[Silence. The widow spun her web, and Steve flung himself right into it.

But finally:]

First of all, she's an architect. And second, you've been here one day.

[ :D ]

So she's smarter than you, that's always a plus. Maybe a little out of your league, though, unless you get knighted or something.

She is smart. And you used to be more encouraging.

Hey, I only just got here. I don't know how much time she has to wait for you.

[ So get your ass in gear, okay?

Another beat. Her voice sounds a little more -- not somber, exactly, but less deflective. ]

And Steve?

I know you're good at the whole multitasking, but of all the things you should worry about, my love life isn't one of them.

[Or lack thereof. He thinks he's doing okay though. He thinks.]

Yeah?

Don't do anything stupid while I'm out.

[ About himself. About war, and things greater than he is. James, too, and Sam. That's one of the dangerous things about love. You don't have to ask people to follow you down that path. ]

[He smiles a little at that. He's not going to actually promise it, not and risk lying to her. But he also doesn't want to put anyone else in danger by default.]

You be careful too. I'll see you soon.

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