"There should be." He agrees, but in a tone that implies he doubts there will be. It's very true no one had to know about this, least of all the person directly responsible for him. But few people are Natasha Romanoff, few people are as difficult to read or predict. He needs a handle on that.
That tone is well-deserved. How do you punish someone in a place like this,
where death has no meaning save mild inconvenience? Where someone would
rather just kill themselves than deal with a broken leg? There's ways, but
she'd rather not go straight to torture, do not pass go, do not collect
$200.
"First, you're going to help me get him to the infirmary," she answers
after a moment. "Then, you're getting cleaned up and going into Zero until
I talk to his warden and see what he'd like done. Personally, I think Alfie
got what he deserved, but it's not all up to me." She lifts an eyebrow. "Is
he likely to come after you once he's up and around again?"
"I don't know if he'll come after me for this. I don't think he will, but he didn't count on me going this hard." Lark smiles slightly (I think he got what he deserved) and nods. "Zero, because I'm a threat? Or because you think Alfie might be?"
"Because it's what should happen next." Her face has been neutral until
now, but as he asks which one of them is the threat, it goes cold and
still. Her eyes are empty as she meets his. It's not even the face of a
warm-blooded predator, it's the face of a shark. If he's going to be
testing her, he should at least have an idea of what he's testing.
"Glad you understand," she says, and while her face doesn't exactly warm up, it does relax back into that slightly more animated neutrality. She doesn't expect it to always be this easy. In fact, she's just got a feeling this is only the first fight in an uphill battle. But for now, it's enough.
"Let's get him up and out, then." And then get him to Zero, before she has to call Max and explain.
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"What counts as a consequence to you?"
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That tone is well-deserved. How do you punish someone in a place like this, where death has no meaning save mild inconvenience? Where someone would rather just kill themselves than deal with a broken leg? There's ways, but she'd rather not go straight to torture, do not pass go, do not collect $200.
"First, you're going to help me get him to the infirmary," she answers after a moment. "Then, you're getting cleaned up and going into Zero until I talk to his warden and see what he'd like done. Personally, I think Alfie got what he deserved, but it's not all up to me." She lifts an eyebrow. "Is he likely to come after you once he's up and around again?"
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"Because it's what should happen next." Her face has been neutral until now, but as he asks which one of them is the threat, it goes cold and still. Her eyes are empty as she meets his. It's not even the face of a warm-blooded predator, it's the face of a shark. If he's going to be testing her, he should at least have an idea of what he's testing.
"If I thought you were a threat, you'd be dead."
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"You're the boss," he says after a lengthy pause, and he means it: he'll go where she says, stay there however long she says. This time.
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"Let's get him up and out, then." And then get him to Zero, before she has to call Max and explain.