Steve is, as always, painfully genuine. He isn't a spy like almost everybody else in SHIELD; lying isn't his strong point.
Clenching his jaw, he rubs the back of his neck and chuckles dryly. "That's -- complicated."
Where to begin? He gestures around the ship again, shifting his center of balance so it looks less like he might spring off the balls of his feet into action at any minute. He isn't totally relaxed, but he honestly isn't planning on making a grab for her.
"Here it's the 24th century, so you're talking 400 years. Back home, the war ended in 1945," he says.
His brow crinkles as he considers bringing up the 21st century, and quickly rejects it.
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Clenching his jaw, he rubs the back of his neck and chuckles dryly. "That's -- complicated."
Where to begin? He gestures around the ship again, shifting his center of balance so it looks less like he might spring off the balls of his feet into action at any minute. He isn't totally relaxed, but he honestly isn't planning on making a grab for her.
"Here it's the 24th century, so you're talking 400 years. Back home, the war ended in 1945," he says.
His brow crinkles as he considers bringing up the 21st century, and quickly rejects it.