He's been working in his flat for the better part of the day, dealing with circuits nearly too delicate for his hands to manage just yet. It's taken a great deal more concentration than he's used to, even now, after he's been working to develop tech for Agent Barton in the meantime. It's frustrating, because he remembers when this sort of thing would come easier to him, when his hands would do what they're meant to without much thought at all.
And perhaps because of his frustrating day, Fitz has felt a bit peckish for a little while now, but hasn't wanted to take a break to see if he's got any food about.
It'd be a lie to say he's not the least bit hungry, but still, there's a moment where he hesitates before answering Simmons, looking down at the wrapped sandwiches in her hands before he looks up at her again.
"Is that the um... the..." he starts, shutting his eyes in frustration when he can't manage to land on the right word.
But he's fairly certain that he knows that sandwich.
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Date: 2015-10-09 02:54 am (UTC)And perhaps because of his frustrating day, Fitz has felt a bit peckish for a little while now, but hasn't wanted to take a break to see if he's got any food about.
It'd be a lie to say he's not the least bit hungry, but still, there's a moment where he hesitates before answering Simmons, looking down at the wrapped sandwiches in her hands before he looks up at her again.
"Is that the um... the..." he starts, shutting his eyes in frustration when he can't manage to land on the right word.
But he's fairly certain that he knows that sandwich.