[She hangs up without another word, and just as promised she's there a few minutes later, climbing in through the living room window because Steve didn't say she had to let herself in through the door.]
[He knows she knows he knows. He's not mad about it, or even moderately annoyed. He's just. Trying to find an equilibrium with her, because it never hurts to have more friends and he's years out of practice at it.]
[Which is a light joke, but there's some truth in it too. People expect you to come in through the door, so the window is usually safer; it's less often watched and a planned trap would likely be by the door.
Trying to go in through the front door is what got her trapped in a dark tiny room for hours.]
But I do like soup. You sure you guys have enough to spare?
[There's more to it than what she says, but he lets it lie. Stephanie is tough and stubborn, like some people she could name, and he doesn't know her well enough to push. Instead, he sets a bowl down on the kitchen table for her and dumps some of it into her. It's vegetarian, since meat is hard to find, but it's got the contents of a can or two of decent vegetables in a thick broth.]
We've got enough.
[When you're stubborn and used to starving, a little can go a long way.]
[He leans against the counter and watches her eat. He recognizes all the symptoms, all those old wounds and after a moment he looks away. There's light coming in from the window, and although he can see the damned billboard past the glass, he focuses on the sun.]
It's coming. It'll be slow going, but we aren't in the market for miracles.
[She's decide her favourite thing about Steve is that he seems to have managed to strike the balance between hope and realism. It's something that she struggles with, and she almost wants to ask how he manages it, but she doubts he could give a simple answer.]
If we can get out to the East that should help, there should be more food there than there is here.
[He runs his tongue over his teeth and tips his head to one side.]
It didn't really bother me to be there for a few hours or to eat food from there, but unless a Geiger counter falls out of the sky I'm not sure we can judge how dangerous it is for someone who doesn't have an enhanced immune system.
[He gives her a Look. He knows that tone, boy does he ever.]
Bucky and I've worked out a system. Radioactive food doesn't usually kill you outright, the effects on the body are cumulative, so it's better to be careful.
I know how radiation works. [There's something almost a little defensive in her tone.] And since you two aren't baseline, there's no point in you testing it.
[Well, there is for other super soldiers, which there aren't all that many of.]
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