[ He says the words and they're like a slap in the face. Or, really, more like a punch to the gut. She visibly flinches back, taking a half-step away from him as if to avoid the pain he's just flung back at her. Perhaps she deserves it after what she'd just said to him but—
It feels like rejection. This Coulson does know her, doesn't really trust her yet, and now he clearly doesn't intend to. He doesn't want her, he wants his Skye, and once again she isn't enough for the people she'd let herself count on. ]
Yeah, sure. Space. [ If that's what he wants, that's what he'll have, and she'll try not to show how her heart is breaking. Grabbing her coat, she says one last thing before turning and heading for the front door. ] See you around, I guess.
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It feels like rejection. This Coulson does know her, doesn't really trust her yet, and now he clearly doesn't intend to. He doesn't want her, he wants his Skye, and once again she isn't enough for the people she'd let herself count on. ]
Yeah, sure. Space. [ If that's what he wants, that's what he'll have, and she'll try not to show how her heart is breaking. Grabbing her coat, she says one last thing before turning and heading for the front door. ] See you around, I guess.