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[debts]

[ Dryly: ]

I don't know what I'm less enthused about. The final frontier, or April.

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[lostsoldier]

Sorry.

Space isn't so bad, though. I mean apart from the whole regular psychological trauma thing.

[debts]

Are you trying to be reassuring?

[lostsoldier]

It's not working, is it.

[debts]

Do you want me to be kind, or actually answer that question.

[lostsoldier]

Alright, alright.

How about this: you sure as hell won't get bored.

[hulkish]

As in, "Space"?

[ the final frontier? no? ]

[debts]

As in.

[ Space. ]

[hulkish]

Well, that's.

[ not new. but never good. ]

Old friends?

[debts]

A few. [ A concession, more than not.

Though: ]

But no you.

[hulkish]

[ he nods, understanding.

then furrows his brow. ] In space? That's. That's probably a good thing.

[debts]

You did ask about friends.

[hulkish]

I did.

[ stop making him smile. ]

So, why the dread?

[debts]

[ Black Widow: Hulk Whisperer. ]

Saying fear of the unknown seems cliche, even to me. [ And inaccurate as it is accurate. ]

We can call it healthy caution, if you want.

[hulkish]

[ don't tell fury. as if he doesn't already know. ]

I think we're both case studies in how healthy caution would've done some good.

[ but hearing the word fear from natasha... he lowers his voice. ] How bad is it?

[debts]

[ Her expression shutters. Minutely, briefly. Maybe not at all. ]

The next time I see you, we're taking a vacation.

[trusted]

So long as we still know each other, April can't come quick enough. I've gotta be seventy years overdue a haircut.

[debts]

Don't forget the face mask.

[trusted]

Now that's done wonders for my youthful skin.

[debts]

[ Easily, simply: ]

It'll be good to see you.

[ Which is tantamount to I miss you. (Russians and their sentiment.) ]

[trusted]

Yeah. Next time I want your attention, though, maybe I'll go for less explosions, more Hallmark. Maybe.

As for space, I don't know what to say about it. Do I start calling you Laika?

[debts]

[ A snort. ]

I'll end you, katyonak.

Unless this Hallmark approach includes flowers.

[trusted]

I'm just saying. I remember when we looked up into the black and just called it sky.

Flowers. Maybe other kinds of explosions.

[debts]

[ The sound she makes, hum or otherwise, almost sounds disapproving. ]

You make me feel old.

[trusted]

[Well, he can look suitably chastised by that.]

You make me feel. [And leave it there. Sentiment? He's only adopted to the motherland.]

But I'll let you know when you start needing a mask.

[So better not let it go too far.]

[chickfury]

Space? S.W.O.R.D would have a field day with you.