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[sinnabon]

Thanks, Steve.

[ jack toddles along behind him, accepting the glass once it's offered and pausing to take a long sip from it. ]

Everyone I've met named Steve is really nice. [ granted, he's only met two people named steve, and one of them is steve harrington and he was not always nice, but shh. ] Were you a teacher back home too?

[pursuitofcappiness]

No. I was... a soldier, I guess.

[ How does he say he was an Avenger? And then unemployed from being on the run from several governments? ]

Still am, here. When I'm needed.

Who's the other one? Harrington?

[sinnabon]

A soldier. Who did you fight for? Or what?

[ jack's sipping at his juice and watching steve like he's waiting to hear the rest of the bedtime story. ]

Yeah, Harrington. With the big hair.

[pursuitofcappiness]

America. And then, Earth, I guess.

[ He takes a seat opposite Jack. ]

Haven't talked much to him, but I've seen him around.

[sinnabon]

Like, all of Earth? Was there an alien war or something?

[ hahahaaaaa. just gonna sit here and sip his juice and pay rapt attention. tell him about the aliens, steven. ]

He's funny, and he always answers my questions. I like him.

[pursuitofcappiness]

[ Good to know. He'll have to hit up Harrington sometime. ]

You could say that. We had aliens a few times, but most of the time it's just other people on Earth.