[A crying child. That's always going to get Hawkeye's attention. Not that he truly expected that the person holding the little one would be...Margaret.
He stops in his tracks and stares for a little while, only to be shaken out of his shock by another tremor. A hand against a nearby wall keeps him from toppling over, and then helps propel him forward to grab hold of Margaret and the baby to keep them from falling over.
Hawk's voice is tinged with false amusement, and he manages a small smile.]
Hi, Margaret. Welcome to the party. Looks like your dance card's already filled.
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He stops in his tracks and stares for a little while, only to be shaken out of his shock by another tremor. A hand against a nearby wall keeps him from toppling over, and then helps propel him forward to grab hold of Margaret and the baby to keep them from falling over.
Hawk's voice is tinged with false amusement, and he manages a small smile.]
Hi, Margaret. Welcome to the party. Looks like your dance card's already filled.