what do.

[actively]

I think it's about time you took a step in another direction. Perhaps — just a thought — in order to better evaluate your choices? It's just — I don't think you've thoroughly processed what it is you're doing here.

Consider it. That's all I'm suggesting. I'd rather this not end in, ...well — the way it normally does.

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[debts]

Nobody does, [ she allows, maybe because it doesn't cost her anything to give it. ] But I wouldn't say you're doing as terribly as you think.

[ Which comes out sounding like observation rather than some kind of heartfelt reassurance. ]

[actively]

Thanks. [ Bruce finds an interest in something — Anything, at this point. Sliding his glasses up the bridge of his nose, he moves on to the next distraction. ] I think.

[ He glances up, however, at the sight of Natasha still within his vicinity. ] Do we — Make the attempts to cope? Pretend that we're — that everything's fine?

[ He pauses. ] Is that what you do?

[debts]

[ Her smile shutters carefully, not quite kind but soft around the edges. ]

Sometimes. Other times, making the attempt is better than not trying at all. [ A beat, then she shrugs, her expression a little wry — it sounds like something from a fortune cookie, and she's aware of it. ]

It's easier than you think.

[actively]

If I could find it in myself to hold you to that without some kind of permanent repercussion, I can assure you that I would.

[ He shakes his head, adjusting the lenses on his nose. ] I appreciate that, Natasha. [ He isn't without sincerity now. ] Thank you.

[debts]

[ If his sincerity makes her uncomfortable — and there's reasons for and against — it doesn't show on her face.

A pause, and Natasha reaches into her pocket. She pulls out a single penny, clutched between index and middle. She offers it to him with a small quirk to her mouth. ]

You can think of it as collateral.