"Despite all evidence to the contrary," Steve can't hold back the mild snark, "I am a person, not the embodiment of the American Dream."
The sarcasm bodes well for this venture. It's a return to some form of normality between him and Tony--although maybe better than their previous normality, because at least they understand one another a little bit better now.
"I'm sorry," he tells Thor. "I should stick to honesty, huh? It's usually my comfort zone. Can't blame me for freaking out, though, right?"
He stands up at Tony's cue, and it still looks like touching the axe is the absolute last thing he wants to do. "It's better if you stay here and keep an eye on your people," he tells Thor, "but I'm not touching it unless you give me permission. Rocket told me what you went through over it."
The raccoon, meanwhile, just rolls his eyes. "Pal, if I could pick it up, I'd take it. But if you lose it, I will personally rip off your nutsack and shove it up your--"
"That hardly seems necessary, Rabbit," Thor interrupts, and makes an invitational gesture to Steve. "Steven is a friend."
"Yeah, well, that axe has Groot's old arm attached, so I got a right."
Steve glances at Tony 'just like old times?', and grasps the wooden handle of the weapon. It comes up easily when he hefts it, no heavier in his grasp than an ordinary axe, and no one looks too surprised at this point. "We'll get the rest of Groot back for you," he tells Rocket, and clasps Thor's arm with his free hand.
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Date: 2018-06-12 12:59 pm (UTC)The sarcasm bodes well for this venture. It's a return to some form of normality between him and Tony--although maybe better than their previous normality, because at least they understand one another a little bit better now.
"I'm sorry," he tells Thor. "I should stick to honesty, huh? It's usually my comfort zone. Can't blame me for freaking out, though, right?"
He stands up at Tony's cue, and it still looks like touching the axe is the absolute last thing he wants to do. "It's better if you stay here and keep an eye on your people," he tells Thor, "but I'm not touching it unless you give me permission. Rocket told me what you went through over it."
The raccoon, meanwhile, just rolls his eyes. "Pal, if I could pick it up, I'd take it. But if you lose it, I will personally rip off your nutsack and shove it up your--"
"That hardly seems necessary, Rabbit," Thor interrupts, and makes an invitational gesture to Steve. "Steven is a friend."
"Yeah, well, that axe has Groot's old arm attached, so I got a right."
Steve glances at Tony 'just like old times?', and grasps the wooden handle of the weapon. It comes up easily when he hefts it, no heavier in his grasp than an ordinary axe, and no one looks too surprised at this point. "We'll get the rest of Groot back for you," he tells Rocket, and clasps Thor's arm with his free hand.
"Thank you."