003 ✫ Voice

[useofaswhat]

I've been on some pretty odd worlds in my time but I never saw one like that before. Somethin' new every day on this ship, huh? [On the whole, he sounds pretty pleased about it.] Anyone out there know how to patch up spike holes in leather?

[Private to Natasha]

Appreciate the expertise back in the wilds there. How'd you know how to deal with big cats?

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[Private]

[useofaswhat]

Expect they are. [That's an odd request for her to make in that case. But maybe they have sentimental value or something, and besides, she's right – they're never going to get anywhere if they don't have some measure of trust for each other. And while he doesn't trust Natasha, he does trust she won't go around tasing people at random. If she were going to, he's pretty sure he'd be first.]

[Private]

[persuadeyou]

When should I expect them?

[It's true. For all her incredibly bloody and violent history, she isn't the kind to kick up violence because she's bored. She isn't crazy, she was just...trained. really, really disconcertingly well.]

[Private]

[useofaswhat]

It's the Admiral, you really think I know the delivery time?

[He'd understand better if she did. mal completely gets starting up a fight out of boredom; it just shows you're alive, well, and red-blooded. But Natasha never fights, to the best of his knowledge – as far as he can tell, apart from her work on the dinner shift she doesn't do much of anything.

That's going to have to change.]

[Private]

[persuadeyou]

I think you've got more room to check up on him than I do.

[Yes. Yes it is. Force her to do a thousand and one things, please.]