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Date: 2024-10-31 01:38 am (UTC)Yelena sighed, realizing she’d stepped in it.
“I had a sister. Natasha,” she began, sounding pointed but awkward. “She saved my life. She saved a lot of lives. She helped bring millions of people back to this world and sacrificed herself for it. If someone said something stupid about her, I’d probably shoot them. She was my other half. My... Old wives.”
Okay, that didn’t sound right, but she pushed on. “I thought they were just aunts. Normal, magic-using aunts. I didn’t realize I was insulting anyone. Can we be cool? I’ll get you more fish, Boston. And Bran, I’ll get you…”
Damn. What do you get for a broom as a gift?
“A copper… personalized dustpan.”
She cringed. Yeah, she was terrible at this.