[ His ears aren't their best, having completely been shot down some months ago. The aids are a decent substitute, thanks to Stark's help, but considering he isn't always the best at placing them in correctly, they sometimes managed to get a little shuffled during a fight or a shaky run.
Sounds now don't immediately reach his ears, so he doesn't notice her slip into the building, doesn't even realize she's stepping towards him until the shawl is held in the path of his sights. ]
Wha — ? [ He jolts back a little, eyes falling on her, catching view of her lips in time to read the words from them. But then it isn't her lips that he's focusing on, instead a little wide eyed as he looks at the rest of her. That's not — . No, it couldn't be. She was way too young, too far off from what Clint has stored in his memories.
Besides, how often has he been fooled by the sight of her? Knowing his luck, it's another doombot.
His fingers go to his ears, slipping in the hearing aids more properly so that sounds returns. ] You sure? Wouldn't wanna go ruining something nice like that.
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Sounds now don't immediately reach his ears, so he doesn't notice her slip into the building, doesn't even realize she's stepping towards him until the shawl is held in the path of his sights. ]
Wha — ? [ He jolts back a little, eyes falling on her, catching view of her lips in time to read the words from them. But then it isn't her lips that he's focusing on, instead a little wide eyed as he looks at the rest of her. That's not — . No, it couldn't be. She was way too young, too far off from what Clint has stored in his memories.
Besides, how often has he been fooled by the sight of her? Knowing his luck, it's another doombot.
His fingers go to his ears, slipping in the hearing aids more properly so that sounds returns. ] You sure? Wouldn't wanna go ruining something nice like that.