"If you would prefer an alternative color palette, you need only specify," JARVIS says, sounding as clinical as always. "The bathroom is located through the door on your left. I have informed Captain Rogers he may wait for you in the sitting room - through the door to your right. It has hall access."
Steve is in fact there, standing and looking 'out' one of the holographic windows with his hands clasped behind him in parade rest. He looks every inch the young soldier, even in khakis and a button-up blue shirt. Even though there's a wall between him and Olivia's temporary bedroom, he can't help pointedly keeping his back to her door. It just seems rude to do otherwise.
Besides, the view is nice. It reminds him of the view out the window of one of the SSR planes, flying low during sunrise over the Baltic... Steve sighs, amused at himself, and gives a little shake of his head. "Wake up, Rogers. You're in the middle of New York City with someone who can... teleport. You have other things to think about."
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Steve is in fact there, standing and looking 'out' one of the holographic windows with his hands clasped behind him in parade rest. He looks every inch the young soldier, even in khakis and a button-up blue shirt. Even though there's a wall between him and Olivia's temporary bedroom, he can't help pointedly keeping his back to her door. It just seems rude to do otherwise.
Besides, the view is nice. It reminds him of the view out the window of one of the SSR planes, flying low during sunrise over the Baltic... Steve sighs, amused at himself, and gives a little shake of his head. "Wake up, Rogers. You're in the middle of New York City with someone who can... teleport. You have other things to think about."