Moonspear Next time, I'll be braver

Damn it, why was she so weak when it came to him? She had made up her mind--convinced herself to finally do what needed to be done, and he had come and shattered her resolve with one sentence. She met his gaze when he sought hers, indecision clear in her expression; she wanted so badley to just give in and let him do as he was promising, but she knew it wouldn't be so easy, and she couldn't justify what she knew it would cost him.

But, Hydra...when she finds out I lied to her, she'll kick me out. She couldn't make him protect her against his own daughter and second in command; she was supposed to be finding a way to fix all of this, not make it worse. I've caused enough damage already, she added quietly. She looked away again, unable to bear seeing hope on his face when she felt so awful about everything. What he wanted was wishful thinking, and as much as she wanted to be comforted by his proclamation, she couldn't stop the dread that formed instead.