Skye shrugged, “Guess they do, yeah.” She agreed after a moment of thought, finding it surprisingly easy to slip into an almost-but-not-quite casual tone. Her eyes followed the motion as he replaced the arrow in the quiver and held out a hand for her. After a second’s hesitation, she put her hand in his, trying very hard to ignore the feeling of right that came along with the motion. Something small inside her wondered if maybe this wasn’t some sort of wishful thinking dream she’d wake up from any second. She really, really hoped not.
“Alright, lead the way,” She paused, before adding a second later, “Hawkeye.” with a small smile, just a touch of mischievous fire lighting up in her eyes. “Please for the love of God tell me people still call you that.” She knew SHIELD used code names, but they were rarely that obvious or ostentatious. Still, it was a funny thought.
Clint watched her, wondering in that brief second if he should just let that drop. He bit down on his lip, wondering how after all these years, he still had the same nerves he got when he was a kid around her. He smiled though when she took it, and he closed his hand around her and lead her out the door on the separate end of the room.
He looked to Skye when she called him Hawkeye, a small smirk forming on his face, and he laughed, shaking his head. “ I — They need to call me something during missions, don’t they? ” He pointed out, leaving out that it was more like his assistance because he was just used to it by then, though they probably would have kept it. “ But I ditched that lame outfit I wore at the circus. ”
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She snorted, rolling her eyes. “If you have to call it a tunic to stay secure in your masculinity, then you do whatever...
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