The food is beyond great, which, when you've spent the past lifetime eating WWII surplus isn't the universe's greatest praise but the intent is there. He's scarfed down the last of the sausage, lazily picks at the larger crumbs on his plate, and still tries to not quite meet Frank's gaze. He lost most of his self awareness to the war and being watched while he eats and fidgets doesn't do much to or for him.
But being confronted with something so inane as not being able to laugh (he is going to die), well... Hawkeye mirrors Frank. Loudly (body language can be loud, too). He reclines in the chair and his own posture is shit but he almost even tries to correct it. He has his blue eyes meet and hold the other guy's in a challenge (s.o.b. could knock him out cold with a finger jab, probably).
His right hand comes up and Hawkeye gestures for... yapping. Yap, yap, yap- blah, blah-- you know the one. Turns the hand to point at himself, and lowers it just so he can take a swig of rosé. He can't be the world's best kept secret but he'd been compelled to honesty, alright?
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The food is beyond great, which, when you've spent the past lifetime eating WWII surplus isn't the universe's greatest praise but the intent is there. He's scarfed down the last of the sausage, lazily picks at the larger crumbs on his plate, and still tries to not quite meet Frank's gaze. He lost most of his self awareness to the war and being watched while he eats and fidgets doesn't do much to or for him.
But being confronted with something so inane as not being able to laugh (he is going to die), well... Hawkeye mirrors Frank. Loudly (body language can be loud, too). He reclines in the chair and his own posture is shit but he almost even tries to correct it. He has his blue eyes meet and hold the other guy's in a challenge (s.o.b. could knock him out cold with a finger jab, probably).
His right hand comes up and Hawkeye gestures for... yapping. Yap, yap, yap- blah, blah-- you know the one. Turns the hand to point at himself, and lowers it just so he can take a swig of rosé. He can't be the world's best kept secret but he'd been compelled to honesty, alright?
Blame the wine.]