[ the way she goes on, nat figures she must have been using text-to-speech because the words just keep coming. isn't there a limit on the things that subs can buy? how'd she get this caffeinated? please don't let this be her default state. golden retriever fits and natasha lets her just go on and on before giving her a small smile. she knows, it's okay. ]
Really me.
[ nat's in jeans, running shoes, and a leather jacket, which may throw kate off as she doubts that her memorial video gave away the fact that's she actually five foot three and not large of stature at all. she holds out a small bag that contains some creature comforts - chocolate, soda, tampons, things like that. it's whatever it needs to be to fit kate's needs and nat takes a deep breath. ]
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Really me.
[ nat's in jeans, running shoes, and a leather jacket, which may throw kate off as she doubts that her memorial video gave away the fact that's she actually five foot three and not large of stature at all. she holds out a small bag that contains some creature comforts - chocolate, soda, tampons, things like that. it's whatever it needs to be to fit kate's needs and nat takes a deep breath. ]
So, you're Kate Bishop.