[He finds a spoon and cracks open the container. By the time Steve's looking over to ask about the tomato sauce, the Soldier's eyes are wide and the spoon is sticking out of his mouth. The expression on his face is one of slightly ridiculous shock.
He can't remember anything tasting like this. It's... it's amazing, and he'd gladly eat the whole container if he couldn't immediately tell that it wasn't at all nutritious in any way.
It... there's memories behind this taste, he thinks, though it's like they're on the tip of his tongue, there, but just out of reach.
It takes him a moment to register he's being asked for something, and, with the spoon still in his mouth he grabs the can of tomato sauce and hands it over.]
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He can't remember anything tasting like this. It's... it's amazing, and he'd gladly eat the whole container if he couldn't immediately tell that it wasn't at all nutritious in any way.
It... there's memories behind this taste, he thinks, though it's like they're on the tip of his tongue, there, but just out of reach.
It takes him a moment to register he's being asked for something, and, with the spoon still in his mouth he grabs the can of tomato sauce and hands it over.]