[ Steve's no good at faking it, so lately he's just been making the attempt to eliminate wholesale the feelings he's not proud of and that Natasha doesn't deserve for simply being honest with him. That doesn't mean they never show up despite his best efforts, and her glance — which he can read just fine and didn't particularly need, like he's been the one avoiding ever sitting on the same piece of furniture together — causes something stony in his expression that's unfortunately more likely to be telling than if he'd been left alone. His answer is honest, though, and the expression is brief and quickly softened by the memory of the coffee they'd shared before coming here, if it surprises her enough to make her glance back.
Either way, his focus turns to Lydia as he sits on the couch. He doesn't mistake her answer for anything but what it is; he's no stranger to humor that edges toward gallows. It's why the smile he gives her is actually something closer to what she'd been attempting. ] May not be able to say that once Nat finishes with the coffee. [ It's one thing, at least, that's true in his own memories, both the reliable and the less so: Natasha is a menace in the kitchen. ]
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[ Steve's no good at faking it, so lately he's just been making the attempt to eliminate wholesale the feelings he's not proud of and that Natasha doesn't deserve for simply being honest with him. That doesn't mean they never show up despite his best efforts, and her glance — which he can read just fine and didn't particularly need, like he's been the one avoiding ever sitting on the same piece of furniture together — causes something stony in his expression that's unfortunately more likely to be telling than if he'd been left alone. His answer is honest, though, and the expression is brief and quickly softened by the memory of the coffee they'd shared before coming here, if it surprises her enough to make her glance back.
Either way, his focus turns to Lydia as he sits on the couch. He doesn't mistake her answer for anything but what it is; he's no stranger to humor that edges toward gallows. It's why the smile he gives her is actually something closer to what she'd been attempting. ] May not be able to say that once Nat finishes with the coffee. [ It's one thing, at least, that's true in his own memories, both the reliable and the less so: Natasha is a menace in the kitchen. ]