Re: Hours later...
"Figured as much." She downed her second shot and pushed the glass away to return to her plate. "I don't mind questions, or plain speaking. If I can't answer it or I don't want to, I'll say so."
"Alcohol impairs my control and I need that to keep it under control. If I lose it, I'll be used up in no time and useless for a day or two. My parents had to assign agents to me in the beginning because I'd pass out from the sheer exhaustion."
She took a bite. The Chinese food wasn't bad. Someday she'd feed him real Chinese food, in China. "But you realize what all this means, right? S.H.I.E.L.D. gave you to me and made me responsible for you. They maneuvered me into wanting you on my team, and you onto a team of enhanced agents capable of taking you down if necessary. We've been fucked, Tech, and damned if we didn't let it happen."
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