[Steve leaned into the brief touch, biting his lip. It wasn't like he didn't know loss, he lived with it every day. More so now than every before. He'd been given a glimpse of real joy, real and tangible in a place he never expected to find even a slight happiness, and had it snatched away. He'd seen Loki and just assumed . . . ]
Thank you. I . . . I take it you knew a version of me? You called me Captain . . .
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Thank you. I . . . I take it you knew a version of me? You called me Captain . . .