Rumlow was giving the Soldier shit because he could, because this was the most personality he had ever seen the Fist actually emote or even say. It peeked his curiosity far more than that paltry conversation over text message to which he had no reason to admit to. Instead, he saw this little run-in as potential for something no one but Pierce had been allowed as far as he could tell.
Of course, it would call go tits-up if the Soldier found out who he was from Rogers. He'd have to balance being under the radar with being close enough to potentially have a return conversation. In the end, it could just come apart, and he had no doubt if he was revealed, there was a high chance that the Soldier would take him apart at the seams. Preferably with a knife (sharp not dull). As exciting as that would be, he was more interested in the other side that didn't come down to him being frozen in pieces in the wasteland.
"We're scavaging an old rig, so competition to earn favour would be high, I imagine. Competitive people can be dangerous," he said in a matter-of-fact voice. "Besides, is that a M249 SAW you're carrying? Nice machine gun, and that's more I have if danger shows up."
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Of course, it would call go tits-up if the Soldier found out who he was from Rogers. He'd have to balance being under the radar with being close enough to potentially have a return conversation. In the end, it could just come apart, and he had no doubt if he was revealed, there was a high chance that the Soldier would take him apart at the seams. Preferably with a knife (sharp not dull). As exciting as that would be, he was more interested in the other side that didn't come down to him being frozen in pieces in the wasteland.
"We're scavaging an old rig, so competition to earn favour would be high, I imagine. Competitive people can be dangerous," he said in a matter-of-fact voice. "Besides, is that a M249 SAW you're carrying? Nice machine gun, and that's more I have if danger shows up."