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[araneidal]

Who: Natasha Romanoff & John Blake.
Where: The garden.
When: 7/3.
Rating: PG; warnings will be added where needed.
Summary: A walk in the park.

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[oversight]

[ Is it his fault he's pedantic? Yes, absolutely, but that's really not the point. ]

What could I do? Not that diff'rent, not really. [ He thinks he's not really that different, but it's not the truth. ] Counsel, maybe.

[araneidal]

About baseball.

[ It's only funny now. ]

She's a different person than I was.

[ Natasha is much, much older, and the threads are woven in two different directions. Yes, they both are the Widow, and she sees echoes of shadows that could be hers, but for someone like her they might as well be miles apart. ]

[oversight]

[ He smirks. Cheeky. ]

And you're surprised? They broke the mould.

[araneidal]

[ Natasha reflects it. ]

Oh, someone's pouring it on. Any special reason?

[oversight]

Is it your birthday?

[ And then one of those characteristic shrugs. ]

When you're 'round, I feel good. Think that means you're my friend. Dunno. It's weird, right?

[araneidal]

No.

[ Once upon a time, the answer might've been it could be. ]

Pretty weird.

[ She smiles warmly at him. ]

You think you'd be up for waffles with her, sometime?

[oversight]

I'm always up for waffles. Anywhere, anywhen, with anyone.

[araneidal]

It's a date, then.