It's not snakes. Probably. Who knows with this place?
At this point, Miles thinks he's built it up too much, because now he's starting to think that they'll both be disappointed if it turns out to not be something completely weird. Not that this briefcase being here in their apartment isn't weird enough already.
Still, he undoes the latches on the case and flips the lid open and nothing blows up. It's just what they both thought it'd be: his suit, or rather, a new one, since he made a point of getting rid of the one he had just over a year ago. And shooters, either new or fixed up by S.H.I.E.L.D.
"Well, it's not snakes," he says and spins the briefcase around so she can see.
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Date: 2014-07-01 04:15 pm (UTC)It's not snakes. Probably. Who knows with this place?
At this point, Miles thinks he's built it up too much, because now he's starting to think that they'll both be disappointed if it turns out to not be something completely weird. Not that this briefcase being here in their apartment isn't weird enough already.
Still, he undoes the latches on the case and flips the lid open and nothing blows up. It's just what they both thought it'd be: his suit, or rather, a new one, since he made a point of getting rid of the one he had just over a year ago. And shooters, either new or fixed up by S.H.I.E.L.D.
"Well, it's not snakes," he says and spins the briefcase around so she can see.