[ She accepts the offer with a nod, not feeling strongly enough about asserting her ability to pay for herself to go through the bother of fighting over it. Besides which, Bruce seems to want to do it. There’s a sadness about him that all of the tiny smiles can’t erase, and if this in any way helps him, she’s willing to take the kindness for what it is.
Her attention shifts from him to the paper he places on the table, but he’s already moving away when she glances up again, the words fading unspoken on her tongue. Betty’s eyes slip back to the paper and the photograph it contains.
The caption beneath the picture isn’t necessary. One glimpse is all it takes to tell her who it is she’s looking at, and with careful fingers, she picks it up to get a closer look. This Bruce’s Betty Ross. A professor at Culver University. It’s not as clear as it could be, but she can see the woman well enough. She’s beautiful, and Betty thinks that the two of them must look good together. Right. But she’s presumably still there at Culver, or at least in another world, and Bruce is here in some other dimension far away from her.
Betty looks at the picture nearly as long as Bruce is gone from the table, but shortly before he returns, she delicately folds it again. He loves her. This Bruce loves his Betty Ross enough to carry around a reminder of her.
That in itself is motivation enough to see that he finds his way back to her. ]
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Her attention shifts from him to the paper he places on the table, but he’s already moving away when she glances up again, the words fading unspoken on her tongue. Betty’s eyes slip back to the paper and the photograph it contains.
The caption beneath the picture isn’t necessary. One glimpse is all it takes to tell her who it is she’s looking at, and with careful fingers, she picks it up to get a closer look. This Bruce’s Betty Ross. A professor at Culver University. It’s not as clear as it could be, but she can see the woman well enough. She’s beautiful, and Betty thinks that the two of them must look good together. Right. But she’s presumably still there at Culver, or at least in another world, and Bruce is here in some other dimension far away from her.
Betty looks at the picture nearly as long as Bruce is gone from the table, but shortly before he returns, she delicately folds it again. He loves her. This Bruce loves his Betty Ross enough to carry around a reminder of her.
That in itself is motivation enough to see that he finds his way back to her. ]