“I do yoga wherever there’s space, Maximoff.” Unfussed, she tilts to the side; leans down and touches her toes; glances up at him from the bend of her knee. “I have done yoga in a creaky attic in Siberia, and in a dark warehouse in Bolivia, and in your kitchen. It helps to stay limber, you know. You never know when you might need to jump into real action, even at a carnival. And don’t you ever get cramps?”
To illustrate, she swats at his leg. Pietro automatically sidesteps long before her hand even gets close to him, though, and she snorts in amusement before straightening with a long stretch and a yawn.
“I need energy and sugar. Will you buy me cotton candy?”
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Date: 2022-09-26 03:46 am (UTC)To illustrate, she swats at his leg. Pietro automatically sidesteps long before her hand even gets close to him, though, and she snorts in amusement before straightening with a long stretch and a yawn.
“I need energy and sugar. Will you buy me cotton candy?”