"It's- yeah, I don't- I told him it's excessive and..." Steve gives her a helpless look. "Miss Diminski, Abby, she. Told me she enjoys... So it's not really my place to stop her."

Thankfully then it's back to business, but when she talks about the other world, Steve's heart gives a painful little squeeze. No one's home should be torn apart that way. It sounds like... well, it sounds like a nightmare.

"We have our share of mad scientists," he says. "The things they come up with. Aliens."

He picks up his tea with a quiet thank you, frowning down at it. "Unnatural disasters, irradiated animals turned into monsters, and the usual suspects - um. The kinds of enemies people like Tony and Thor make, mostly. Though I guess I've got a few of my own."

Steve takes a long sip and enjoys the flavor of real, hand-blended Earl Gray. It tastes familiar, reminds him of the bunkers and his old life. It's one of the few things he doesn't mind Tony spending a little extra on. He flashes Olivia another crooked grin. "Back in my day mad scientists were pretty much the worst of it."

Back in his day. Steve shakes his head and takes another sip.