[ Natasha's about to say that yes, she did remember the time she and Stephen switched bodies, though she didn't appreciate being reminded of it.
But then Carol says something about a daughter, and she freezes, cold, even though every nerve of hers is suddenly on fire. She thinks of Stevie, and James, and the things she cannot have, and cannot even name, and holds herself very still, as her thoughts race.
Of course, Carol didn't say anything about them. Carol doesn't even know they exist. And she plans to keep it that way. ]
I can't have children, Carol. [ Maybe some other Natasha, in some other life. But it does no good to dwell. ] And I'm not a space pirate.
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But then Carol says something about a daughter, and she freezes, cold, even though every nerve of hers is suddenly on fire. She thinks of Stevie, and James, and the things she cannot have, and cannot even name, and holds herself very still, as her thoughts race.
Of course, Carol didn't say anything about them. Carol doesn't even know they exist. And she plans to keep it that way. ]
I can't have children, Carol. [ Maybe some other Natasha, in some other life. But it does no good to dwell. ] And I'm not a space pirate.