[ It doesn't take a genius to figure out that someone has said something wrong and it's probably him. Steve stares mutely for a moment when the other him flinches, looks like the floor's been ripped out from under him. Of fucking course no one tells him anything. They expect him to just settle down and not ask questions, apparently, but that's not how he works no matter how badly they want to imagine that.
He digs his feet in and crosses his arms, thoroughly unimpressed. ]
I don't need to be fed to be placated. I'm not an idiot. I know you aren't telling me everything, same as he's not.
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He digs his feet in and crosses his arms, thoroughly unimpressed. ]
I don't need to be fed to be placated. I'm not an idiot. I know you aren't telling me everything, same as he's not.