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Date: 2022-08-07 02:08 am (UTC)She feels sore all over, like she's just taken a series of body blows from a mob of bad guys. Between the emotions that have been riding high all day and the sudden letdown of Stark's failed experiment, her body chemicals are about a hundred versions of messed up right now.
But she can't mind his company. If anything, she craves it, the solidity and steadiness he brings. She pauses and waits for him to catch up, her eyes dark and solemn as she watches him. "Are you sure you're okay?"