[ her glance cuts sharply to tony's face, his mirth, his near-laughter. peggy looks considerably less impressed -- although there's something uplifting found in tony's reaction. she wishes she could join in, but she can't quite access the feeling just now. ]
I didn't shoot him. I shot at him. [ a huff, then. ] Fortunately or unfortunately, the shield was in the way.
[ she really doesn't know which of the two it ultimately was. ]
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I didn't shoot him. I shot at him. [ a huff, then. ] Fortunately or unfortunately, the shield was in the way.
[ she really doesn't know which of the two it ultimately was. ]