That cracks through– shooting her a look more amused than offended.
“Ouch. That’s cheap talk coming from the person with the trashed office.” And because picturing Hill sitting around in an apartment like a regular civilian seems ridiculous– “Hell– for all I know, you live here.”
Either reaction would’ve been accepted, but it’s probably a benefit that the comment had landed humorously. Maria arches a brow.
“Yeah, but I didn’t BUY it this way.” She shrugs, spins a little in her chair, tipping her head toward him. Barnes is kidding, she knows this, but even in jest she can’t help but let the mystery remain. “Maybe I do.” Sure feels like it some days.