[Initially, it's simple enough to ignore the voice behind him. There's plenty of conversations going on around him as people walk by, but Steve's here for some alone time, which means that he's mainly focusing on the ripples of water as the ducks skim their way across the small pond.
It's only when a question about "Captain America" comes up that Steve starts listening in, shifting his head up just slightly out of curiosity. A sighting, the man was saying -- people really were obsessed, weren't they?
He's not off to save the day, though. Things have been surprisingly calm since they stopped Loki, and Steve suspects that SHIELD has purposefully been trying to give him some time off to get his bearings.
But the voice keeps going, something about England and flying police boxes... this is just getting stranger and stranger.
Steve decides that he can't hold back any longer, wanting to at least get a look at this person, and so he sends a surreptitious glance over his shoulder. Seated on a bench behind him is a young man decked out in Captain America gear, but the more startling thing is that he's speaking to a penguin.
Without thinking, Steve stands, keeping his hood pulled forward as far as he can.] Did you steal that? [Has someone honestly decided to steal an animal right in front of him? This guy doesn't know it's him, sure, but still...]
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It's only when a question about "Captain America" comes up that Steve starts listening in, shifting his head up just slightly out of curiosity. A sighting, the man was saying -- people really were obsessed, weren't they?
He's not off to save the day, though. Things have been surprisingly calm since they stopped Loki, and Steve suspects that SHIELD has purposefully been trying to give him some time off to get his bearings.
But the voice keeps going, something about England and flying police boxes... this is just getting stranger and stranger.
Steve decides that he can't hold back any longer, wanting to at least get a look at this person, and so he sends a surreptitious glance over his shoulder. Seated on a bench behind him is a young man decked out in Captain America gear, but the more startling thing is that he's speaking to a penguin.
Without thinking, Steve stands, keeping his hood pulled forward as far as he can.] Did you steal that? [Has someone honestly decided to steal an animal right in front of him? This guy doesn't know it's him, sure, but still...]