Wait-- [Is she leaving? He stands aside, not wanting to look like a threat, but he can't help the crease of a frown forming between his brows. This doesn't add up. Nothing about this place or the people in it adds up.] Do you know where we are? Oh, I'm Steve. Rogers.
[For heaven's sake. He clears his throat and tries that again.] I'm Steve Rogers. Nice to meet you.
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[For heaven's sake. He clears his throat and tries that again.] I'm Steve Rogers. Nice to meet you.
[Hopefully.]