“Nothing, nothing.”
"Come back here and stop being a liar."

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“Nothing, nothing.”
"Come back here and stop being a liar."
“That really doesn’t surprise me.”
"Hey. What's that supposed to mean?"
What now?
"You know that thing you told me not to touch? I might have touched it anyway.
just a teeny bit."
❝ holy shit, you're Captain America, right? ❞
“Does that even qualify as a job?”
"Um. Probably not."
"If you insist." Steve dropped his arm, having nowhere else to go in a hurry. He doubted she could do much given the situation in but if it eased her mind so be it.
❝ don't worry, I've had first aid training. ❞
she had a look, rummaging in her bag for something to clean the wound with. she kept her head ducked, so that he wouldn't see the reflection of his own pain on her face.
“Uniform? What are we, children? No. You don’t need a uniform. Just wear something work.. appropriate?”
"I was just checking. I've not had a proper job before.
Well, other than waitressing."
Damn right it will.
Gimme. And put some sugar in. lots of sugar.
”I — um…”
❝ you need to work on your sense of humour. ❞
“Damn right I am. ——I’m good at what I do. Don’t doubt me. What? No.”
"Oh, good. Um, when do you want me to start? Do I have to wear a uniform or something?"
i should revise but also i don't want to revise.
Pressing his hand down against the flesh wound he nodded jerkily. “Didn’t hit anything important. Will be gone tomorrow so it’s all good.” The shooter still had to be nearby, something he’ll go right after once he’s done catching his breath.
"At least let me have a look."
because, ouch. being an empath is a little inconvenient at the best times -- & she honestly wants to help.
"Just a scratch, ma’am—- nothing that won’t heal on it’s own. I’m used to these kind of, well, wounds."
"Are you sure? That feels -- uh --
-- looks painful."
"Are you from around here? I think I'm a bit lost. Very lost."
I don’t think so. Just coffee.
I suppose coffee will have to do.
“Ribbons bother me.”
❝ Huh. Why? ❞
‘Course.
Thanks. Do you have any hot chocolate?