He's not a simple man. On his own soil he's a natural born leader, which means he's sharp, confident, intelligent. There's something in her voice that wasn't there before, and he looks up immediately.

"...Yeah." He blinks, squints at her, tries to understand how she went from friendly and shy to sharp edges. Did he say something wrong? "Have you heard of me?"

Her uniform is familiar. Comfortable. He knows what it means, and he knows it puts her in his home time. But does it put her in his home place?

"Forgive me, Captain Rogers. I feel like I would have remembered you if we were serving at the same time."