Hey! You’re not the only person who gets to make choices about this! He was asking, and I thought, you know, thirty seconds of his time, a little attention — why don’t you even trust him?
That was more than thirty seconds.
Why don’t I trust him? Excuse you. It’s not him I don’t trust.
You don’t even know me. And it’s not — I — do you even trust anybody?
Exactly, I don’t know you, so why would I trust you?
I don’t see how that is relevant to this situation.
It’s that automatic assumption that, that I’m a threat. To you. To yo—to him. /Everything’s/ a threat to you.
You know what I can’t stand? Someone who acts like they know me after a few minutes’ conversation. Tony knows that. I got pissed at him for doing the same thing more than once.
Now I truly do owe you an apology. I shouldn’t be using my gift without telling people. *sighs* I’m an empath, Mr Stark. So in a sense, yes, I do know you after a few minutes’ conversation.
I was wondering if you’d be brave enough to show your face.
I didn’t know.
Oh? Oh I’m sorry. I didn’t realize you were blind. Because if you weren’t, it would have been obvious. You know, with the wedding ring? *holds up his hand to show the gold band on his finger* You know, the one that looks like this? He’s got one too.
I’m not blind, I’m hopelessly fucking infatuated. Does it make a difference if I tell you he was asking who had a crush on him?
There’s a difference between telling him you have a crush on him, and asking him to do something about it.
It was a joke. There was no way, Mr Stark, no fucking way yo—he—I’m not even his type!
Stay away from my husband.
Hey! You’re not the only person who gets to make choices about this! He was asking, and I thought, you know, thirty seconds of his time, a little attention — why don’t you even trust him?
That was more than thirty seconds.
Why don’t I trust him? Excuse you. It’s not him I don’t trust.
You don’t even know me. And it’s not — I — do you even trust anybody?
Exactly, I don’t know you, so why would I trust you?
I don’t see how that is relevant to this situation.
It’s that automatic assumption that, that I’m a threat. To you. To yo—to him. /Everything’s/ a threat to you.
I was wondering if you’d be brave enough to show your face.
I didn’t know.
Oh? Oh I’m sorry. I didn’t realize you were blind. Because if you weren’t, it would have been obvious. You know, with the wedding ring? *holds up his hand to show the gold band on his finger* You know, the one that looks like this? He’s got one too.
I’m not blind, I’m hopelessly fucking infatuated. Does it make a difference if I tell you he was asking who had a crush on him?
There’s a difference between telling him you have a crush on him, and asking him to do something about it.
It was a joke. There was no way, Mr Stark, no fucking way yo—he—I’m not even his type!
Stay away from my husband.
Hey! You’re not the only person who gets to make choices about this! He was asking, and I thought, you know, thirty seconds of his time, a little attention — why don’t you even trust him?
That was more than thirty seconds.
Why don’t I trust him? Excuse you. It’s not him I don’t trust.
You don’t even know me. And it’s not — I — do you even trust anybody?
I was wondering if you’d be brave enough to show your face.
I didn’t know.
Oh? Oh I’m sorry. I didn’t realize you were blind. Because if you weren’t, it would have been obvious. You know, with the wedding ring? *holds up his hand to show the gold band on his finger* You know, the one that looks like this? He’s got one too.
I’m not blind, I’m hopelessly fucking infatuated. Does it make a difference if I tell you he was asking who had a crush on him?
There’s a difference between telling him you have a crush on him, and asking him to do something about it.
It was a joke. There was no way, Mr Stark, no fucking way yo—he—I’m not even his type!
Stay away from my husband.
Hey! You’re not the only person who gets to make choices about this! He was asking, and I thought, you know, thirty seconds of his time, a little attention — why don’t you even trust him?
I was wondering if you’d be brave enough to show your face.
I didn’t know.
Oh? Oh I’m sorry. I didn’t realize you were blind. Because if you weren’t, it would have been obvious. You know, with the wedding ring? *holds up his hand to show the gold band on his finger* You know, the one that looks like this? He’s got one too.
I’m not blind, I’m hopelessly fucking infatuated. Does it make a difference if I tell you he was asking who had a crush on him?
There’s a difference between telling him you have a crush on him, and asking him to do something about it.
It was a joke. There was no way, Mr Stark, no fucking way yo—he—I’m not even his type!
I was wondering if you’d be brave enough to show your face.
I didn’t know.
Oh? Oh I’m sorry. I didn’t realize you were blind. Because if you weren’t, it would have been obvious. You know, with the wedding ring? *holds up his hand to show the gold band on his finger* You know, the one that looks like this? He’s got one too.
I’m not blind, I’m hopelessly fucking infatuated. Does it make a difference if I tell you he was asking who had a crush on him?