He chuckles a little at her response. He doesn't expect anyone to remember things from his time. It's always a trip when he stumbles across something from back then that was so historical that it's entered the national Zeitgeist and is taken for granted, as just another fact of life. "Don't worry about it. Just a passing thought. I..."
Sighing, Steve tilts his head back to stare at the ceiling for a second, before closing his eyes. "The plane I was on went down. I was frozen, presumed dead, for seventy years. Until just a few months ago when they found me. Thawed me out. Like a Thanksgiving turkey, with about as much careful handling." His tone makes it clear that he means: none whatsoever. "And before I was 'Captain America,'" air-quotes obvious in his voice, "I was a scrawny little shrimp nobody, whose mouth was constantly getting him into fights. The one nobody would ever bet on. And here I am, outliving everybody." His bitterness comes through on that last part a little too clearly, and he clears his throat.
"Anyway. So how've you been?" he asks with forced casual cheeriness.
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Sighing, Steve tilts his head back to stare at the ceiling for a second, before closing his eyes. "The plane I was on went down. I was frozen, presumed dead, for seventy years. Until just a few months ago when they found me. Thawed me out. Like a Thanksgiving turkey, with about as much careful handling." His tone makes it clear that he means: none whatsoever. "And before I was 'Captain America,'" air-quotes obvious in his voice, "I was a scrawny little shrimp nobody, whose mouth was constantly getting him into fights. The one nobody would ever bet on. And here I am, outliving everybody." His bitterness comes through on that last part a little too clearly, and he clears his throat.
"Anyway. So how've you been?" he asks with forced casual cheeriness.