Touching was bad. Snow White poison apple kind of bad. She looked down at his hand. For a brief moment she got lost in a memory. Similar hands touching her...that was a bad road to go down.
She wanted to believe him and wanted to believe that he was a noble soul like her own James had been. She wanted to believe the world could be a better place for humans and mutants alike. Most people didn't know what the rest of the world was like, but Natasha did. She had been out there and had seen it with her own eyes.
Her gaze lifted from his hand and she looked at him. Her eyes met his and did her heart just skip a beat?
"I will help."
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