[Johanna's surprise, meanwhile, gives way quickly to irritation. It's not as sharp as usual, cooled by the mix of emotion that she's getting from Kate--too complicated and piecemeal to untangle, especially during the moment that she's in. But it's enough to imply: if Kate doesn't like it, get lost.
Her attention then shifts quickly to Erik, and no matter what she communicates to him, Kate will get the rest, the urge to laugh at him, a general men, a more specific you-are-such-an-idiot, shaded sharp but laced with a complicated fondness. She's not going to lie to him; she's going to laugh. For the record: what she thinks when she's fucking Kate is probably less exasperated.
But Kate doesn't know that. What Kate gets instead is Johanna's determination. Fuck you, Kate Bishop, and not even in the fun way. She's going to enjoy this no matter what.]
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Her attention then shifts quickly to Erik, and no matter what she communicates to him, Kate will get the rest, the urge to laugh at him, a general men, a more specific you-are-such-an-idiot, shaded sharp but laced with a complicated fondness. She's not going to lie to him; she's going to laugh. For the record: what she thinks when she's fucking Kate is probably less exasperated.
But Kate doesn't know that. What Kate gets instead is Johanna's determination. Fuck you, Kate Bishop, and not even in the fun way. She's going to enjoy this no matter what.]