[She hums quietly in agreement, taking the second knife from the table. She doesn't look at his list and makes no move to touch her own though the temptation gnaws at her--take it, hide it, don't let him see.
Ever-practical, Hawkeye extends her free hand for his arm. Whatever uncertainty she feels she keeps to herself.]
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Ever-practical, Hawkeye extends her free hand for his arm. Whatever uncertainty she feels she keeps to herself.]
Pick a short word.