[ Don't feel bad about it, Bellamy, Clint spent his entire marriage protecting his family by keeping them secret. Maybe not the best choice, but a paranoid and highly trained spysassin only has so many options. He misses them, though, just as Bellamy must miss Octavia.
Clint nods in understanding, no trace of pity in his gaze, his mind. He gets it, enough to...]
Took me years to get used to.
[ Is that really Clint Barton opening up to somebody?. Shock, awe, he passes it off like it's no big deal. But of course, it isn't. Back home, his backstory hadn't exactly been unknown. So here, now, he shrugs a shoulder, nonchalant, even as he takes a bite of his food. There's still faint, lingering nausea, but he pushes it aside. Not the first time, and this time he's well aware that its just his head messing with him. ]
Don't have to apologize. Isn't the first time I've been hit hard after a mission.
[ Not unkindly, though. Something about Bellamy reminds him painfully of Cooper. ]
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Clint nods in understanding, no trace of pity in his gaze, his mind. He gets it, enough to...]
Took me years to get used to.
[ Is that really Clint Barton opening up to somebody?. Shock, awe, he passes it off like it's no big deal. But of course, it isn't. Back home, his backstory hadn't exactly been unknown. So here, now, he shrugs a shoulder, nonchalant, even as he takes a bite of his food. There's still faint, lingering nausea, but he pushes it aside. Not the first time, and this time he's well aware that its just his head messing with him. ]
Don't have to apologize. Isn't the first time I've been hit hard after a mission.
[ Not unkindly, though. Something about Bellamy reminds him painfully of Cooper. ]