[He considered the question very seriously, but there were no faces that came to mind. He was allowed to associate with very few individuals when he was awake for HYDRA and most of those blurred together. Soon enough, they would be wiped away. He could recall the STRIKE logo and jackets but the faces of the men and women working on it... they eluded him.
He shifted, a bit restless but from frustration at his limitations. He settled into the hair petting, letting it distract him as his wing continued to caress Rumlow's skin.]
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[He considered the question very seriously, but there were no faces that came to mind. He was allowed to associate with very few individuals when he was awake for HYDRA and most of those blurred together. Soon enough, they would be wiped away. He could recall the STRIKE logo and jackets but the faces of the men and women working on it... they eluded him.
He shifted, a bit restless but from frustration at his limitations. He settled into the hair petting, letting it distract him as his wing continued to caress Rumlow's skin.]
...you were lovers then?