[ Bedrolls around a campfire or a shared foxhole aren't exactly a bed, no. So in that sense, they certainly haven't had to be so β intimate. War is different. It breeds necessity. This isn't nearly as dire, although it feels that way when presented with this predicament. She hadn't expected Steve Rogers to walk through the door. She's pleased, of course she is, but what they've had these past few days is still so tenuous in unexpected ways.
She swallows hard, shaking her head. ]
Don't be ridiculous, it's filthy. [ They still need to tidy this place up. ] We'll find something.
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She swallows hard, shaking her head. ]
Don't be ridiculous, it's filthy. [ They still need to tidy this place up. ] We'll find something.