"Captain Rogers, I don't think the same 'time' is what we're talking about here."

She's not looking at him but she could feel the shift in him, too. He must have picked up on it but maybe he just doesn't want to think about it yet. God knows she's not a fan of the idea.

One of his charcoal pencils twirls in her fingers and Steph knows she really shouldn't be touching his things. But if she puts it down, the temptation to wring her hands or twist her fingers in her skirt will be unbearable.

"I'm Captain America. Back home."