closed to Natasha [inthered]

[vantagepoint]

[Sulking and keeping his back to Nat. Stranded on an inflatable boat, in the middle of the ocean.]

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[stillfriends]

The heat's gotten to my head?

[But the possibility isn't unheard of. It's not likely that it's a SHEILD signal considering the classification of the mission and the fact that their plan B is somewhere in the cargo hold of the sunken plane. A casualty of the fight and subsequent crash.

She stills and listens though, her eyes scanning the water around them and there in the distance she sees the slight ripple on the surface that is much too big to be caused by a shark.

She kneels and retrieves her clothes, her fingers finding the hidden knife in the lining.] You're right. We've got company.