[ oh no. that look and the way he licks his lips... whatever false confidence yelena had managed to shore up begins to crumble again. she'd been used to being someone she wasn't, being whatever the mission called for but bob isn't a mission. and she's not the overconfident, hypersexual person that got her into this mess.
all her pretense seems to drop and what comes naturally is... a timidity she's never really known before. ]
And you would be... agreeable for me? [ she asks a little more earnestly. ]
[He practically watches that mask crumble right at her feet, sees the way her features shift from that confidence to... something smaller, softer, shy almost? It's such a strange thing to see on Yelena's face.]
Hey... [He reaches up to cup her cheek in his hand, sweeping his thumb gently across the apple of her cheek, but lets his hand fall away .] I thought that was implied... but to be explicitly clear: I would be incredibly agreeable to that for you, Yelena Belova.
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all her pretense seems to drop and what comes naturally is... a timidity she's never really known before. ]
And you would be... agreeable for me? [ she asks a little more earnestly. ]
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Hey... [He reaches up to cup her cheek in his hand, sweeping his thumb gently across the apple of her cheek, but lets his hand fall away .] I thought that was implied... but to be explicitly clear: I would be incredibly agreeable to that for you, Yelena Belova.