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Sunday, June 1st, 2014 12:10 am (UTC)
"It was for the best you received it."

He knew back then and now that he recalled that mission in particular that angling her to complete the mission object set her apart from the others of that rather dysfunctional group. He had set her up in his own way, aware that her success would mean that he had more access to her and there was a higher chance that she would be given missions where he could either meet up with her or make an excuse to have some alone time with her. He suspected he continued the trend even between mind wipes, an intrinsic part of himself wanting the closeness even if he didn't know why.

Yet, his eyes shifted to the photo that she produced and shifted on the chair to grasp it. He leaned back and crossed one ankle over the other as he examined the man on it. He had seen so many science-types that it was difficult to tell, but he flipped the photo over to regard the writing and date set there before reexamining the photo again, taking his time sorting through his own mind on the matter as he considered the name.

"He was in Cambridge, England primarily," he said slowly, his eyebrows drawing together in thought. "With a wife, I think. He worked on a Hydra side project for many years. Do you know if he's still alive?"

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