Her mouth flattens, and she gives him a narrow glance, but shrugs it off.
They're on the same team. Eventually, he'll realize that, or he'll quit being Captain America and move out to the middle of nowhere where no one will ever ask him to fight for them again. "There's no one here I recognize."
She waves a hand in the general direction of one group all wearing the same sort of jumpsuit: black on bottom, different colors on top. It almost looks familiar, but not enough to ring any bells. "Those aren't S.H.I.E.L.D. They're no uniforms I've ever seen before, but if I were lying, how would you be able to tell?"
That comes with a glance back up at him, but her expression is wry, not patronizing. "This is all just as new to me as it is to you. Still -- "
She looks back towards the group, head cocking as she considers them. "They seem peaceful enough. No one's opened fire on any of us newcomers -- and we're definitely not the only ones feeling out of place. Could be friendlies."
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They're on the same team. Eventually, he'll realize that, or he'll quit being Captain America and move out to the middle of nowhere where no one will ever ask him to fight for them again. "There's no one here I recognize."
She waves a hand in the general direction of one group all wearing the same sort of jumpsuit: black on bottom, different colors on top. It almost looks familiar, but not enough to ring any bells. "Those aren't S.H.I.E.L.D. They're no uniforms I've ever seen before, but if I were lying, how would you be able to tell?"
That comes with a glance back up at him, but her expression is wry, not patronizing. "This is all just as new to me as it is to you. Still -- "
She looks back towards the group, head cocking as she considers them. "They seem peaceful enough. No one's opened fire on any of us newcomers -- and we're definitely not the only ones feeling out of place. Could be friendlies."