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[unbearablynaive]

You have reached the Vision. My apologies, but I am unable to answer in person. Please leave a message.

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[unbearablynaive]

[A large part of it is that, for him, it's not goodbye. Natasha's only going home to meet him, and besides, time has a slightly different meaning to a bearer of an Infinity Stone.]

It is, and it's a testament both to her understanding and preparedness. I'll be glad to fulfill her request.

May I get you a hot drink or anything? We have mint tea, if you like.

[dancingmd]

[She hesitates for a moment before shaking her head. Tea would be nice and she likes talking to Vision but she wants to get back to her ship and have some time to decompress after this long day of delivering letters.]

Thank you for the offer, but I ought to get back to the Blue Fish.

[unbearablynaive]

I understand.

[He reaches over to give her hand a quick squeeze, hoping to be reassuring.]

Please let me know if there is anything I can do for you.

[dancingmd]

[Oh. She looks down, slightly surprised. That's her thing, taking people's hands, but it's nice, someone reaching the other way. She looks back up and squeezes his hand in return, offering him a rather lopsided smile - it hurts too much otherwise.]

I will. Thank you.