[Hawke was expecting an explosion. Probably. Things tend to explode around her and Tony. It's like their thing. They have explosive personalities.
So when she's flung forward into her shadow and they both tumbling across the floor and rubble, she somewhat expects it. Enough for her to try and throw a hand out to catch herself. Unfortunately, her body is weak and not really up to taking her weight so she just goes sprawling instead. For a few seconds the world is dark, then her vision comes back and her ears are ringing and she's trying to force herself onto her feet. Her torso feels unpleasantly wet and sticky but she has to get to her feet before the shadow does even though she knows that doesn't matter and she can't kill it.
"Just go. Just... leave them alone."
"You're just going to lose them, like you lose everyone else. It's what you do," The shadow replies in a low voice. An almost sad voice. "It's going to hurt."
"I know," She replies without much thought. Her voice and her head seem disconnected at the moment. "But right now I want to pretend it won't. Just for once. They're my family here."
And then it's gone. And she realizes that she's just in the living room where she spends every day but now it's ruined and that somehow feels worse than the hole in her stomach.
And then Tony's talking, she glances up at him with vision that's still blurry.]
It's too late. It's gone. ...Like the chandelier. Window missed.
[If she makes jokes she'll feel less shitty right.]
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So when she's flung forward into her shadow and they both tumbling across the floor and rubble, she somewhat expects it. Enough for her to try and throw a hand out to catch herself. Unfortunately, her body is weak and not really up to taking her weight so she just goes sprawling instead. For a few seconds the world is dark, then her vision comes back and her ears are ringing and she's trying to force herself onto her feet. Her torso feels unpleasantly wet and sticky but she has to get to her feet before the shadow does even though she knows that doesn't matter and she can't kill it.
"Just go. Just... leave them alone."
"You're just going to lose them, like you lose everyone else. It's what you do," The shadow replies in a low voice. An almost sad voice. "It's going to hurt."
"I know," She replies without much thought. Her voice and her head seem disconnected at the moment. "But right now I want to pretend it won't. Just for once. They're my family here."
And then it's gone. And she realizes that she's just in the living room where she spends every day but now it's ruined and that somehow feels worse than the hole in her stomach.
And then Tony's talking, she glances up at him with vision that's still blurry.]
It's too late. It's gone. ...Like the chandelier. Window missed.
[If she makes jokes she'll feel less shitty right.]