[ Steve likes to think that if someone was intercepting their messages, or pretending to be one of them, he would know. They've been exceedingly careful and he's going to take the optimistic route here and assume that if he continues to hear from them, that means that they're okay.
Of course it would be easier if they could meet up from time to time, if he could lay his eyes on them for that peace of mind, but not yet.
He stares at Angela's hand on the table and realizes what it's there for. Even then, there's some hesitation before he slides his own hand forward, far enough that his fingertips brush over hers.
Make it convincing, Rogers. Natasha's voice in his head. He curls his fingers in, intertwines them with Angela's, drawing their hands closer together. ]
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[ Steve likes to think that if someone was intercepting their messages, or pretending to be one of them, he would know. They've been exceedingly careful and he's going to take the optimistic route here and assume that if he continues to hear from them, that means that they're okay.
Of course it would be easier if they could meet up from time to time, if he could lay his eyes on them for that peace of mind, but not yet.
He stares at Angela's hand on the table and realizes what it's there for. Even then, there's some hesitation before he slides his own hand forward, far enough that his fingertips brush over hers.
Make it convincing, Rogers. Natasha's voice in his head. He curls his fingers in, intertwines them with Angela's, drawing their hands closer together. ]