[ She's saying he's a good soldier. There's nothing more terrifying. Were he aware that he becomes the twentieth century's most efficient one, he'd laugh. Steve's the one who's born for this fight, bright with not a speck of the rot that's the War eating him through. He has bad days, sure, but Steve's resilience is one learnt over twenty four years of anger and pain at a body that always betrayed him, and he suspects the same is true of her. As for the rest of them, they're having their trial by fire, and God, they've been damned lucky so far. All it takes is a bullet. ]
Maybe you've just got a thing for fellas from Brooklyn. Ever think a'that?
[ A small, fond smile follows the statement. She wants his cards on the table, typical spy. He respects that, and he respects her, but if she wants a straighter answer she's going to have to fish a little more for it. ]
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[ Cheeky, ] Sayin' I'm ordinary?
[ She's saying he's a good soldier. There's nothing more terrifying. Were he aware that he becomes the twentieth century's most efficient one, he'd laugh. Steve's the one who's born for this fight, bright with not a speck of the rot that's the War eating him through. He has bad days, sure, but Steve's resilience is one learnt over twenty four years of anger and pain at a body that always betrayed him, and he suspects the same is true of her. As for the rest of them, they're having their trial by fire, and God, they've been damned lucky so far. All it takes is a bullet. ]
Maybe you've just got a thing for fellas from Brooklyn. Ever think a'that?
[ A small, fond smile follows the statement. She wants his cards on the table, typical spy. He respects that, and he respects her, but if she wants a straighter answer she's going to have to fish a little more for it. ]