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[brooklyn_boy]

 
Hey, it's Steve Rogers. Leave me a message and I'll get back to you as soon as I can. 

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[outstandingbalance]

If you want to all get drinks, I'll get drinks with the three of you.

[Though she's not sure what Steve thinks he's going to get out of this.]

Maybe ask Loki what he wants.

[brooklyn_boy]

I intend to. But thanks. For at least being open to it, Nat.

[He finishes his coffee and pushes it away.]

Maybe we can mend all sorts of bridges. Maybe.

[outstandingbalance]

Maybe. [She'll leave it at that. Considering her purpose in the first place, Natasha's in no position to warn someone off of trying to build bridges; but considering some of her past experience with Steve and Tony there's a part of him that wants to tell him to be careful.] We can leave that conversation for another time.

[brooklyn_boy]

[He shows his palms accepting that answer. He's honestly too drained to fight in any meaningful way.

He looks at his phone and lets out a small sigh, seeing no response.]

When you get back, tell Winter I mean it when I say I'm sorry?

[outstandingbalance]

I'll let him know. Promise.

Wrap?

[brooklyn_boy]

[He rubs a hand over his face and forces a smile.]

Thanks, Nat. For everything.

I'll...let us both get back to our Barnes'.

Seems good.

[outstandingbalance]

I'll see you later. Maybe for that drink?

[With whomever they end up having a drink with.]

Wrap!

[brooklyn_boy]

Sounds good. See ya around, Nat.