[Understatement. Rumlow's just glad to have turned it around. He can't really blame Jefferson for being on edge now, he thinks, loading up his plate with a short stack of pancakes and buttering them. He glances to Kenzi while he reaches for the syrup.]
Before I put you to bed, yeah. Glad you got some shut eye. [He's a little worried Jefferson might have been kept up by the noise. They tried to be quiet. Or at least, he did.] Hopefully a little food will get rid of whatever headache you might have. I got no idea how much you had to drink, but you were pretty tipsy.
[Another understatement, but Rumlow likes remembering the little smiles the kid wore. He's hoping the breakfast would bring them back. He suddenly remembers.]
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[Understatement. Rumlow's just glad to have turned it around. He can't really blame Jefferson for being on edge now, he thinks, loading up his plate with a short stack of pancakes and buttering them. He glances to Kenzi while he reaches for the syrup.]
Before I put you to bed, yeah. Glad you got some shut eye. [He's a little worried Jefferson might have been kept up by the noise. They tried to be quiet. Or at least, he did.] Hopefully a little food will get rid of whatever headache you might have. I got no idea how much you had to drink, but you were pretty tipsy.
[Another understatement, but Rumlow likes remembering the little smiles the kid wore. He's hoping the breakfast would bring them back. He suddenly remembers.]
You want some coffee?