Thread: Human Connection [Avengers -- Sprouts & Virginia]

She let out a tiny 'huh'. I didn't know that, she knew everything she needed to know about healing, but that wasn't something she should know. I have been informed on many an occasion that water is important and I still don't drink enough of it. But she liked her not-water drinks, they just weren't things she could fully indulge in while she had to keep an eye on a man who by nature seemed to be basically the least troublesome person but had the most bothersome circumstances. Being drunk would make fighting and being sneaky a whole lot harder. He wasn't bad to look at. That was something, at least. Not in the way she usually went for, but she could see the appeal. He didn't try to utilize it, but that probably went against everything he was trying do here. Wasn't like people wouldn't have spent time with him if he wanted it, she'd seen them, occasionally heard bits of conversation. It simplified her job when he was doing some of the work for her. Seems like you're probably be kept pretty busy, not a whole lot of time to hang out and meet the neighbors. Gotta be in your... well I guess this is your home so I can't really call it an office. But it was where he met the patients who he didn't have to go to, so it was sort of that too. But going around to socialize might mean missing something, right? Now he could excuse himself as dedicated and not purposely isolating, she was willing to hand him that positive spin on the situation. I didn't think to introduce myself to the first and third floors of the building, so that's on me. If they'd had someone available who would have looked less like an out of town-er they probably would have been sent. But different agents had different skills and of the people who had the skills and weren't already on a mission, Theresa had been the best option. At the time, she had agreed. Right now, she wasn't so sure. Oh, she was entirely positive that she was better than some of the people that could have been in the running, but in all her years of doing this she'd never been undercover in a that kept her from having some sort of out around this time of year. Even in character she could usually just give an edited version of events and people got it and gave her space. Couldn't tell the people trying to get at Bruce that she needed a few days to regret everything. Worse was that she might still need that. About six months. I mean here, specifically. It's been a lot longer since I've been... home. That was true. Theresa wasn't even really sure where 'home' would be. Where she'd lived as a child was home, but only really in the sense that she lived there and it was where her family had been. It wasn't her apartment now, that might as well be her office. Her apartment was just where she ate and slept between jobs. Other people clearly had some additional thing going on that turned the place they lived into home and the best she could do was mimic the way other people acted about it. it's a delightful story of poor choices and consequences and I live here now. Again, true. She shrugged with the shoulder opposite her stab wound. A story had been put together ahead of time and she was altering it as she spoke to fit the information she'd given him previously. If he inquired further she could continue building her image, but for now she'd keep it to herself. I'm happy now. A lie. Are you from around here? Because even if she hadn't know for a fact he wasn't he also from the States, there was reason enough to pick him out as an outside. It wasn't a thing the person she was pretending to be would outright accuse him of, so she was inquiring in a way that could be answered without giving much information. Too much eye contact was overrated. Made some people want to fight, some cultures thought it was disrespectful, and she personally didn't care that much unless she had a specific reason to want someone to look her in the eyes. But the person she was right now liked it, so it was the best warm and curious gaze she figured someone who'd been recently stabbed would be able to manage paired with a friendly smile. Pretend to be someone who wanted to know about him. Well, she did want to know about him, but for different reasons. She already knew more than he would probably have been comfortable with her coming into a conversation knowing, but there was a lot left, and how he viewed himself was useful.