He was certainly a strange creature. It was almost like he'd never had a laptop of his own before. Darcy found it a little difficult to believe that when SHIELD tossed him out on his ass, he was left with absolutely nothing. How could someone have zero personal possessions? She didn't exactly think highly of SHIELD, but she couldn't imagine them stealing an employee's entire collection of stuff.
His story didn't add up, something Erik had pointed out as well, but Jane was blinded by this opportunity to boost her research and reach Thor that much more quickly. Darcy had learned over the past year to just go along and pick up the debris as best she could.
This was a bit extreme, even for her, but for Jane's sake she rolled with it. She still gave him a bizarre look as she rose and headed into the kitchen to pour him a mug of coffee, carrying it over with some cream just in case he preferred it that way. She never judged how someone took their coffee.
Unless they were snobby about it. Then she made faces behind their back.
After she settled back into her chair, she mulled over his choice of wording. Another oddly shaped piece of the puzzle, one she couldn't figure out, so it was tossed in with all the others for later examination. It was too early in the morning for her to figure out even the simplest mystery, though she believed she'd make a pretty decent Sherlock Holmes. Especially if she owned that hat and a badass trench coat.
"No worries," she reassured him, clearly still waking up. She sipped her coffee, sighing softly. "Jane should be up soon. If she's even still here. Sometimes she heads out to the lab and doesn't come back. Bad habit of hers."
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His story didn't add up, something Erik had pointed out as well, but Jane was blinded by this opportunity to boost her research and reach Thor that much more quickly. Darcy had learned over the past year to just go along and pick up the debris as best she could.
This was a bit extreme, even for her, but for Jane's sake she rolled with it. She still gave him a bizarre look as she rose and headed into the kitchen to pour him a mug of coffee, carrying it over with some cream just in case he preferred it that way. She never judged how someone took their coffee.
Unless they were snobby about it. Then she made faces behind their back.
After she settled back into her chair, she mulled over his choice of wording. Another oddly shaped piece of the puzzle, one she couldn't figure out, so it was tossed in with all the others for later examination. It was too early in the morning for her to figure out even the simplest mystery, though she believed she'd make a pretty decent Sherlock Holmes. Especially if she owned that hat and a badass trench coat.
"No worries," she reassured him, clearly still waking up. She sipped her coffee, sighing softly. "Jane should be up soon. If she's even still here. Sometimes she heads out to the lab and doesn't come back. Bad habit of hers."