Words couldn't begin to describe how good it felt just to talk to someone, and despite his self-assessment of his skills, she was enjoying the conversation for more than just the humor. For whatever reason, she felt comfortable around Steve, like she didn't have to force herself to wear the mask of being okay - she just was automatically with him. It really wasn't something she could easily explain, but it wasn't the first time she'd felt it. Logan had been that way for her, because he'd never demanded she be anything but what she was. And the more Steve talked, the more she got that vibe from him, too.
A soldier. She could see it now, there in his bearing and the polite way he spoke. He certainly seemed like what a soldier should be - someone honest and strong who cared about others, which Steve obviously did since he was giving up his personal time to spend the day volunteering. Even though she'd just met him, she had the impression that he'd been nothing like the soldiers she'd known, and that was a very good thing.
Shaking her head, she gave him a smaller smile this time, though it was no less heartfelt. "It's okay," she assured him gently. "It doesn't have to be light-hearted so long as it's honest." Though she was one to talk. "Besides, I know just what you mean. I'd been away for a while myself before coming back a few months ago, and it's... hard. It's really hard."
Adapting to a world that was so similar to her own was perhaps more difficult than it would have been had she been dropped somewhere completely different. Not a day went by that she didn't find some difference between that she would have to remember or risk having questions asked when she got one too many things wrong when it came to simple history or pop culture. So far she'd been able to reason it away by mentioning her husband's death and being out of touch with the world for a while after, but that wouldn't hold up forever.
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A soldier. She could see it now, there in his bearing and the polite way he spoke. He certainly seemed like what a soldier should be - someone honest and strong who cared about others, which Steve obviously did since he was giving up his personal time to spend the day volunteering. Even though she'd just met him, she had the impression that he'd been nothing like the soldiers she'd known, and that was a very good thing.
Shaking her head, she gave him a smaller smile this time, though it was no less heartfelt. "It's okay," she assured him gently. "It doesn't have to be light-hearted so long as it's honest." Though she was one to talk. "Besides, I know just what you mean. I'd been away for a while myself before coming back a few months ago, and it's... hard. It's really hard."
Adapting to a world that was so similar to her own was perhaps more difficult than it would have been had she been dropped somewhere completely different. Not a day went by that she didn't find some difference between that she would have to remember or risk having questions asked when she got one too many things wrong when it came to simple history or pop culture. So far she'd been able to reason it away by mentioning her husband's death and being out of touch with the world for a while after, but that wouldn't hold up forever.