[ back at the safehouse, shortly after her arrival, he showed her a power of his own. portals, like those that separated him and jemma (which still do, in a sense). no inhuman on his record had that capability, though it bears similarity to gordon's teleportation ability. since then, fitz has learned that it might have been extracted from doctor strange (which he's gearing up to tell daisy, at some point, preferably before she figures it out herself).
today, though, he sees something entirely new. his brows lift, and his features loosen, still awed by unknown superhuman abilities, even after years of study. the slight curve of his mouth says "thank you for sharing this with me." to trust fitz with her power, despite what he did in the framework, who he is, the way he spoke about AIDA — ]
Wow. [ fitz reaches out to poke at the metal pieces in her hand. ] How did you — when did you notice?
[ she hasn't shared her new-found ability with many people. only strange, actually, and even then only in vague descriptions and off-hand quips. even without the rumbling of earthquakes under her veins, the reality of knowing she's different than before has left daisy suffering from a disorienting case of deja vu.
it seems only practical, then, to expose that most delicate secret to fitz first. she's reassured by his soft, slack-jawed smile, the awe apparent in the gentleness of his gaze and the hesitance in his hand as it approaches. ]
I owe you a new alarm clock. [ his quizzical expression peeks up in response, and so daisy elaborates, a quiet huff of laughter punctuating the break. ] Yours kept going off after you left the other day, and I couldn't figure out how to turn the stupid thing off. I just kept thinking about how I wanted to rip it apart... and all the pieces just kind of popped off right in front of me.
[ a pause. ]
Getting them to go back together is a little harder. I can do new things, but... repairs not so much.
[ his mouth twists, instinctively affronted that she broke his belonging. fitz might be cross if she hadn't led with the offer of a new alarm clock (and if this wasn't an instinctively sentimental topic for the both of them). ]
[ dry. ] No funny business. [ if his new clock blares katy perry or uses light-shows to wake him up, it's going in her room. ] Do you visualise the new items — or do you consider the process?
[ His portals follow his snap calculations, quickly estimating the distance intended, but there's an instinctual, visual element, too. If he wants to catch something, he can redirect it just by wanting. ]
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today, though, he sees something entirely new. his brows lift, and his features loosen, still awed by unknown superhuman abilities, even after years of study. the slight curve of his mouth says "thank you for sharing this with me." to trust fitz with her power, despite what he did in the framework, who he is, the way he spoke about AIDA — ]
Wow. [ fitz reaches out to poke at the metal pieces in her hand. ] How did you — when did you notice?
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it seems only practical, then, to expose that most delicate secret to fitz first. she's reassured by his soft, slack-jawed smile, the awe apparent in the gentleness of his gaze and the hesitance in his hand as it approaches. ]
I owe you a new alarm clock. [ his quizzical expression peeks up in response, and so daisy elaborates, a quiet huff of laughter punctuating the break. ] Yours kept going off after you left the other day, and I couldn't figure out how to turn the stupid thing off. I just kept thinking about how I wanted to rip it apart... and all the pieces just kind of popped off right in front of me.
[ a pause. ]
Getting them to go back together is a little harder. I can do new things, but... repairs not so much.
[ rest in peace, fitz' alarm clock. ]
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[ dry. ] No funny business. [ if his new clock blares katy perry or uses light-shows to wake him up, it's going in her room. ] Do you visualise the new items — or do you consider the process?
[ His portals follow his snap calculations, quickly estimating the distance intended, but there's an instinctual, visual element, too. If he wants to catch something, he can redirect it just by wanting. ]