[That's not fair, that she is apologizing to him. It doesn't seem right. But he doesn't argue.]
[Instead, he bows down so he doesn't have to speak out loud for her to hear.]
So am I, Natasha.
[Then he straightens, one hand on her shoulder, and takes the shot. Single bullet.]
[He waits a moment, to see if the reanimation is immediate, but, no, apparently it takes a little while. And that's enough for him. He lowers her gently the rest of the way to the ground, then kneels beside her for a moment, to press his dry lips to her still-flushed forehead, and sets on to make sure she won become one of those things.]
[He's had enough of the smell of burning flesh already in the last few hours, but it's worse, this time. More cloying, seeming to cling to his skin as he sets off in a lope towards the vehicles to do what he'd told her he would. Get to safety.]
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[Instead, he bows down so he doesn't have to speak out loud for her to hear.]
So am I, Natasha.
[Then he straightens, one hand on her shoulder, and takes the shot. Single bullet.]
[He waits a moment, to see if the reanimation is immediate, but, no, apparently it takes a little while. And that's enough for him. He lowers her gently the rest of the way to the ground, then kneels beside her for a moment, to press his dry lips to her still-flushed forehead, and sets on to make sure she won become one of those things.]
[He's had enough of the smell of burning flesh already in the last few hours, but it's worse, this time. More cloying, seeming to cling to his skin as he sets off in a lope towards the vehicles to do what he'd told her he would. Get to safety.]