It's not awkward to walk like this, it's cute as fuck! Also cute as fuck is the kiss-- ... Which Kenzi immediately questions. Is it a fake kiss? Is the kiss literally just for keeping up appearances? Because she liked it. It felt super 'in the moment'. His hand in her hair calms some of her doubts, but there's still that nagging feeling in the back of her skull.
She hides it well, however. Better than some of her other reactions as of late. This is serious. If they ARE on some kind of mission, they need to focus and keep their heads above water. Even if it's just Rumlow that's the agent, she doesn't want to be a liability or blow his cover or any of that shit. Saying the wrong thing to someone could end up with him dead or them getting separated and neither of those options are okay with her.
"There's a lot, lately. Like I remember my childhood and shit that conflicts with the memories I have of summers with Bucky, but that still feels real. I remember leaving home real young. Like, reaaaaaal young. Living on the streets. Stealing. Working for another cousin, Dima. I lifted wallets, hustled pool, I can-- I can hot wire a car. Pick locks?" That's thief shit. It's not secret agent mission stuff. She doesn't have a cool laser pen like James Bond or anything!
"I was living with someone... in this house. Condemned crack shack. It was-- after that a lot of it stops making sense and I don't--" Know how sane I am. She doesn't say it out loud. She can't. He's already got Jefferson's instability to deal with. "It just doesn't work out right, the rest of it. Oh, also? Not a nail technician. High school dropout. So. You really know how to pick 'em."
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She hides it well, however. Better than some of her other reactions as of late. This is serious. If they ARE on some kind of mission, they need to focus and keep their heads above water. Even if it's just Rumlow that's the agent, she doesn't want to be a liability or blow his cover or any of that shit. Saying the wrong thing to someone could end up with him dead or them getting separated and neither of those options are okay with her.
"There's a lot, lately. Like I remember my childhood and shit that conflicts with the memories I have of summers with Bucky, but that still feels real. I remember leaving home real young. Like, reaaaaaal young. Living on the streets. Stealing. Working for another cousin, Dima. I lifted wallets, hustled pool, I can-- I can hot wire a car. Pick locks?" That's thief shit. It's not secret agent mission stuff. She doesn't have a cool laser pen like James Bond or anything!
"I was living with someone... in this house. Condemned crack shack. It was-- after that a lot of it stops making sense and I don't--" Know how sane I am. She doesn't say it out loud. She can't. He's already got Jefferson's instability to deal with. "It just doesn't work out right, the rest of it. Oh, also? Not a nail technician. High school dropout. So. You really know how to pick 'em."