( She wasn't ready for this. Maybe she would never be ready for this. She had come to SHIELD broken, and they had remade her. She knew that made her different from the others. She knew there were some even now who would never trust her, who would always see her as a liability. There were those would would forever feel that Clint and Coulson and Fury had mad a mistake, that Clint would have killed her when he had the chance. Standing here she wondered if maybe they were right. Because part of her would give anything for the man in front of her. And that was dangerous. But she also thought that they would say the same things about him. And she knew he wasn't beyond saving. Just as she hadn't been. )
I'm not here for SHIELD, James. ( That much, at least, was true. For a given value of truth. She stepped closer to him, eyes on his. She knew this was dangerous, but she couldn't help but hope she still meant something to him. Enough that he wouldn't try to kill her. ) I did what I had to do. But that doesn't mean I didn't regret leaving you.
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I'm not here for SHIELD, James. ( That much, at least, was true. For a given value of truth. She stepped closer to him, eyes on his. She knew this was dangerous, but she couldn't help but hope she still meant something to him. Enough that he wouldn't try to kill her. ) I did what I had to do. But that doesn't mean I didn't regret leaving you.