Their little star

Skye

Going over the mission plan one more plan, Skye can't help but to worry. Throughout the mission she has been on with this time so far, and from the mission plans she has seen from her siblings and aunt, she has never seen one as complicated as this one. So many moving parts at once and she had been placed with Fitz to keep track on it all. What a joy, at least she got Fitz and wasn't stuck in a close space with Ward.

Moving through the full train, Skye starts to look for their seats, knowing that she has Fitz behind her. Finding their seat, she sists down as Fitz stack away their bags for now. She feels slightly bad for making him carry all of their heavy equipment by himself, but he had offered and refused a no.

"You nervous?"

Fitz asks as she is looking over a map of Italy, making Skye look up. She can see worry in his own eyes and she understands it. This is far from what they have ever done before.

"Just ready for this all to be over. Ready to get Quinn."

"Me, too. So, are we British or American?"

Is his next question and Skye can't help but to rise one eyebrow at the question.

"Does that matter?"

"Well, we're traveling together. We should at least be from the same country. How's your Scottish accent?"

"I don't know. You tell me how great it is, laddie."

Skye tries to say, hearing how bad of an accent she is making and is on the verge of apologise for it.

"American then."

Fitz says before she has a chance to, in a perfect American accent.

"That's a better idea."

"Oh! That was really good!"

"I used to watch a lot of American TV growing up. Some of it's quite good. Lots of nice teeth."

At his last sentence, Skye puts her head slightly to the side, that was far too much information for her taste. Moving her eyes, she sees the coach attendant coming towards them.

"Oh, here we go. Follow my lead."

Skye informs Fitz who turns.

"Excuse me. Do you speak English?"

"Of course. How may I be of service?"

"Can you recommend a restaurant in downtown Zagreb?"

"Someplace affordable. With big portions."

Fitz jumps in quickly and Skye isn't sure he knows what the plan even is.

"You are looking for something romantic?"

The coach attendant asks and from the corner of her eye, Skye can see that Fitz is trying to keep it together. If she had been a bit more comfortable around the young engineer, she would have gone with this route, but she shakes her head.

"No, my brother and I are on a tight budget."

She informs the man who nods his head in understanding and as Skye hands him the map she had been looking at, she managed to take the mans keys, thanking Natasha for teaching her how to best pick pocket someone. Thanking him for the suggestion he gives, they wait for him to move down the line before grabbing their bags and heading for the storage room.

"Thank you for not going the romantic line back there."

Fitz points out as he closes the door behind him and Skye smiles.

"I got to say, I was tempted to, but I wasn't all to comfortable myself. I mean, it's already a big step I'm taking to be stuck in a close space with only you, no Jemma or May around."