[ She's okay with it being uncomfortable right now so long as the result is him understanding this, so long as he's also willing to put up with it. This is more important than that. So long as they're both okay coming out of this - it's a good thing she's generally okay at not letting her uncertainty show.
Except that moment was kind of hard, because she doesn't want to hurt him through this and it looks like she is, from his face. But he doesn't want her to stop. She can feel that in his head, see it in the way his expression hardens, and she nods just fractionally. She'll do what she started. Either he tells her to stop or she keeps going, and she's not entirely sure how to feel about this whole thing anymore, just knows that it's still important for him to understand.
Her drawn breath is a little ragged at that press, but it's plenty understandable and she slides her hand through his hair for a moment, sorts things in an attempt to figure out what to show him now. Not all of it, that would be dumb, and an attempt to overview a large space of time would be - bleak. An exhale, and then she's letting him view various memories at choice. Working with her occasional mission partner, and it's clear she cares about them but there's no happiness in it, no relaxation and more calculation to them than concern about each other. Days spent alone bent over computers, and the work is important but there's no real joy to be taken from it. There's no Tony, and while the memories are painful to her in some respects on their own merits, that simple fact is rapidly becoming the thing about them she regrets most. ]
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Except that moment was kind of hard, because she doesn't want to hurt him through this and it looks like she is, from his face. But he doesn't want her to stop. She can feel that in his head, see it in the way his expression hardens, and she nods just fractionally. She'll do what she started. Either he tells her to stop or she keeps going, and she's not entirely sure how to feel about this whole thing anymore, just knows that it's still important for him to understand.
Her drawn breath is a little ragged at that press, but it's plenty understandable and she slides her hand through his hair for a moment, sorts things in an attempt to figure out what to show him now. Not all of it, that would be dumb, and an attempt to overview a large space of time would be - bleak. An exhale, and then she's letting him view various memories at choice. Working with her occasional mission partner, and it's clear she cares about them but there's no happiness in it, no relaxation and more calculation to them than concern about each other. Days spent alone bent over computers, and the work is important but there's no real joy to be taken from it. There's no Tony, and while the memories are painful to her in some respects on their own merits, that simple fact is rapidly becoming the thing about them she regrets most. ]