[Steve doesn't quite grimace at that, but his chagrin is easy enough to see.
The truck they're shown to is stacked with Chitauri weapons, doubtless destined for research facilities the soldiers themselves have never heard of and probably never will. Steve smiles and chats and dreams of his shower in between descriptions of the chaos of the fight, giving and receiving stories, weighing out accomplishments alongside his brothers-in-arms.
Everyone wants to know how it is that he's there, how it is that he's alive, who his teammates are, what's Tony Stark really like. Everyone has a story about a parent's toys or a grandparent's trip to one of the stateside USO productions. By the time they clear Fort Hamilton's walls Steve wants nothing more than to strip the uniform off and collapse, but there's still the walk through Bay Ridge to his place. The neighborhood is far enough from Manhattan to be undamaged, and it's like wandering through a different world. He sticks as much as possible to back alleys and side streets, grateful that the majority are inside glued to the news and the rest are too surprised by the stars and stripes to approach. The stairs up to his apartment almost undo him, and when he realizes his keys are on board the helicarrier - well, he just breaks open the door.] I don't know what you expect, but prepare for disappointment.
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The truck they're shown to is stacked with Chitauri weapons, doubtless destined for research facilities the soldiers themselves have never heard of and probably never will. Steve smiles and chats and dreams of his shower in between descriptions of the chaos of the fight, giving and receiving stories, weighing out accomplishments alongside his brothers-in-arms.
Everyone wants to know how it is that he's there, how it is that he's alive, who his teammates are, what's Tony Stark really like. Everyone has a story about a parent's toys or a grandparent's trip to one of the stateside USO productions. By the time they clear Fort Hamilton's walls Steve wants nothing more than to strip the uniform off and collapse, but there's still the walk through Bay Ridge to his place. The neighborhood is far enough from Manhattan to be undamaged, and it's like wandering through a different world. He sticks as much as possible to back alleys and side streets, grateful that the majority are inside glued to the news and the rest are too surprised by the stars and stripes to approach. The stairs up to his apartment almost undo him, and when he realizes his keys are on board the helicarrier - well, he just breaks open the door.] I don't know what you expect, but prepare for disappointment.