"It's no trouble," she says, not immediately stopping in her mission when he returns. In truth she hasn't done much, except clear off the table and start picking up a few things here and there, though it may seem a little more considering her hands are currently full.
It seemed more productive than sitting and waiting for him. She's not being judgmental, after all, both Sam and Clint had implied that Sam's sickness had been a handful the last couple of days. She's just not the type to sit by idly on her hands. He moves to intercept her and she finally stops, meeting his eyes. She holds out the items she'd picked up in her hands to hand them over - a book, a shirt or two and a pair of boots. At least, she notes, he doesn't sound as annoyed as embarrassed.
"Is there anything I can help you with while I'm here?" She asks. "I'm here to help both of you. Sometimes caring for someone is more tiring than being the one who's sick."
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Date: 2018-11-17 09:23 pm (UTC)It seemed more productive than sitting and waiting for him. She's not being judgmental, after all, both Sam and Clint had implied that Sam's sickness had been a handful the last couple of days. She's just not the type to sit by idly on her hands. He moves to intercept her and she finally stops, meeting his eyes. She holds out the items she'd picked up in her hands to hand them over - a book, a shirt or two and a pair of boots. At least, she notes, he doesn't sound as annoyed as embarrassed.
"Is there anything I can help you with while I'm here?" She asks. "I'm here to help both of you. Sometimes caring for someone is more tiring than being the one who's sick."