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He sighed, look at her, and the sincerity on her face, "Natasha..." He felt guilty as if he didn't deserve her friendship. "What would be best? To continue to attempt to save lives knowing I'm a hazard, a monster, or to lock myself away for however long it takes to die remaining alone... I... I'm just one man..."

There was a break to his calm, a hurt he dared not otherwise show. It was vulnerability. Maybe to some, Natasha was to last person they'd show weakness to, but she was his friend, would always remain his friend. He trusted her, more than he trusted himself.

"Most of the men I assassinated weren’t diplomats, Bruce. They were innocent men, with families and children. Some of them were honest, working people who didn’t even delay on paying taxes.” and seeking his gaze, hers soft in return. “If I had the power to take this from you, I would. But I can’t. No one can. All I can say is… That we have faith in you, I have faith in you. In any case, we’ll respect what you decide to do, Nick and I.” Natasha sets closer, carefully placing hand on his forearm