- Report Post
- Posted: Tue, 24 Jul 2012 08:29:12 +0000
When he spoke about having control, Natasha caught a glimpse of peace in his tired eyes for a moment. It's not that she didn't understand, in fact, she understood perfectly; having thoughts that weren't your own, actions you couldn't recall. Still, the thought didn't drive her to child-like awe as it did him, only a nice notion of getting sleep from now on. Perhaps she had been in control for so long she forgot what it felt like to be helpless. Hopeless.
"Well, until that day comes, Doctor, I'm assigned be that 'anyone' you spoke of," she replied. "So, here I am." She leaned against the counter and crossed on boot with the other. "If you don't need anything now, however, I'll let you get back to your research. I didn't intend on interrupting, only to make sure you were getting settled."