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inhisnestWaking up to find Natasha gone had been not entirely unexpected, considering that she and Clint didn't always share a bed, but it was slightly disconcerting when he couldn't find her anywhere on the station. He'd spent all of Tuesday looking for her and when he'd run out of options, he'd spent most of Wednesday keeping his own company; he just hadn't been fit for anyone else's.
As much as he liked Banner, Rogers, Thor and Carter, he didn't feel the same connection with them sometimes as he felt with Tasha. They'd been trained as assassins, deadly weapons, and there's always been a part of Clint that had a little trouble relating to normal people. Good people. He's done things and made choices that aren't always on the straight and narrow.
He ends up in a mostly-empty room on the station, the one they'd used for yoga once, and while his poses are a solitary activity, he's made the choice to show his face in public instead of hiding in his quarters. It's a start, at any rate.
As much as he liked Banner, Rogers, Thor and Carter, he didn't feel the same connection with them sometimes as he felt with Tasha. They'd been trained as assassins, deadly weapons, and there's always been a part of Clint that had a little trouble relating to normal people. Good people. He's done things and made choices that aren't always on the straight and narrow.
He ends up in a mostly-empty room on the station, the one they'd used for yoga once, and while his poses are a solitary activity, he's made the choice to show his face in public instead of hiding in his quarters. It's a start, at any rate.