Natasha merely shrugs when he points out that he might end up eating more because Steve is around. Which - honestly, yeah. She can see that. Steve definitely relaxes a bit more into the reality of his appetite when he's not the only super soldier scarfing down portions. For a brief moment, she wonders if she'd be able to engineer a super soldier vs. Hulk eating contest. It would be entertaining, but the amount of food they'd need to get would be staggering. When he squints at her, she maintains an innocent looking expression. It's very 'who, me? Up to something?' Nevertheless, she's pleased when he comes around, and she agrees with an easy, "guess so."
She eats the dumpling she selected one handed - somehow managing not to spill anything, as she sets the container back on the table and pops a few more open. By the time he's returned with the beers, they'll both be able to see the food that's arrayed in front of them. "Cheers," she answers with a smile as she takes the bottle from him and sets it down on the floor next to her.
Liho seems to enjoy having feline company, lounging in the sun spot that comes in through the window. As far as cats go, she's fairly self-possessed and surprisingly aware of her surroundings. Her head lifts to look at Bucky with a little mrowl? when he looks in on them. Her front legs stretch as she yawns, almost as if her body language is saying 'see? Everything's fine.'
Natasha eats a bite of the meal she ordered for herself and is evidently pleased with the flavor. There's a lot of options to graze from, but she settles with that styrofoam container for the time being. "I have to ask," she says, hiding a grin as she picks up her bottle and tips it toward him. "How are you at bottle opening?" She's never seen him flick a cap off a bottle with his metal thumb, but she's almost 100% certain that he can. And likely does.
they've created a monster
She eats the dumpling she selected one handed - somehow managing not to spill anything, as she sets the container back on the table and pops a few more open. By the time he's returned with the beers, they'll both be able to see the food that's arrayed in front of them. "Cheers," she answers with a smile as she takes the bottle from him and sets it down on the floor next to her.
Liho seems to enjoy having feline company, lounging in the sun spot that comes in through the window. As far as cats go, she's fairly self-possessed and surprisingly aware of her surroundings. Her head lifts to look at Bucky with a little mrowl? when he looks in on them. Her front legs stretch as she yawns, almost as if her body language is saying 'see? Everything's fine.'
Natasha eats a bite of the meal she ordered for herself and is evidently pleased with the flavor. There's a lot of options to graze from, but she settles with that styrofoam container for the time being. "I have to ask," she says, hiding a grin as she picks up her bottle and tips it toward him. "How are you at bottle opening?" She's never seen him flick a cap off a bottle with his metal thumb, but she's almost 100% certain that he can. And likely does.