[The remark of 'rude' is met with a guileless who, me? sort of look. She knows Loki well enough by now to know that he actually sort of enjoys the fact that she is unrepentant in things like this. It might even be the equivalent of banter for two skilled liars.
Her eyes flick between Loki and Selvig - it's almost like she can see the pain shift from one to the other. It's almost no surprise when he falls to his knees, but she does him the dignity of not offering him sympathy for it. The doctor is clearly shocked, but the unexpected joy is starting to creep in around the edges. He even manages to thank Loki, even though it's Natasha that he pulls to her feet to crush into a hug. She can't help but laugh a little, patting his back.] You have my number, Doctor. Call me if you need anything else.
[She takes Loki's arm as she turns, as if she's letting him escort her from the house. Really it's just a cover screen in case he unexpectedly needs to lean on her. Once the door is closed behind them, she glances up at him with a half smile. Her free hand comes up to pat his arm.] Not a bad day's work for a trickster.
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math is overrated! i am willing to pretend it said that all along
Her eyes flick between Loki and Selvig - it's almost like she can see the pain shift from one to the other. It's almost no surprise when he falls to his knees, but she does him the dignity of not offering him sympathy for it. The doctor is clearly shocked, but the unexpected joy is starting to creep in around the edges. He even manages to thank Loki, even though it's Natasha that he pulls to her feet to crush into a hug. She can't help but laugh a little, patting his back.] You have my number, Doctor. Call me if you need anything else.
[She takes Loki's arm as she turns, as if she's letting him escort her from the house. Really it's just a cover screen in case he unexpectedly needs to lean on her. Once the door is closed behind them, she glances up at him with a half smile. Her free hand comes up to pat his arm.] Not a bad day's work for a trickster.