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[ hey, it's not entirely a lie, either. it's simply a....narrow version of a much larger truth. he doesn't respond at once, instead takes a good look at the shuttle. if there is a small smile there, it's mostly because of the reminder that Peggy is happy.

( and maybe partly because of his connection to said happiness. maybe. ) ]

We've - been through a lot together.

[ which is not an answer, exactly, but. ]

I'm glad she's doing well.

Mm. So don't do anything to piss her off.

[IS THAT A THREAT

ONLY MINORLY

Because he knows nothing can match her ire, anyway, so he's hardly planning on acting on her behalf for just about anything. Hell, relationships of any kind between people are bound to be bumpy and miserable anyway. He doesn't put much faith in them anymore; they're too personal and too horrible. That's how being in the wastelands usually makes you think.

Sad, ain't it.

He wags a wrench at Steve.]

You're gonna be here a lot, I can tell. Only thing I care about is the food cans n' the shuttle m'working on. Don't mess with them. They're mine.

[SHARP, SHORT, TO THE POINT.

He's like an animal with marked territory, don't encroach too much on his things.]

[ he huffs out a chuckle ]

wouldn't dream of it.

[ and from his tone it's pretty obvious that, yeah, he's scared of her wrath much more than he fears yours, Max. hell hath no fury and alla that. ]

no worries, I'll keep away from them.

Mm.

[That is a 100% certifiable response, as deeply helpful as a paragraph all in one. Yessir.

One more thing needs to be addressed, though.]

You transferring here?

Yes.

[ at the very least, Max seemed to find himself another person who doesn't beat about the bush ]

we thought it might be best.

[ 'we' he says and means himself and peggy, of course. he will excuse that this is all done for wanda's sake.

but then, all who met wanda will know she can take care of herself ]

[Hn. Good enough reply for him; as long as Steve stays out of his way and gives him his space, he's fine. He gives a little shake of his head, moving back in to work on the shuttle.]

Have fun.

[It's a dryly spoken reply, and it's hard to tell if he's just tone deaf and means it, or he's being a stoic but sarcastic little shit. He's good. You're free to go, Mr. Serum Guy.

Just don't go macking on Peggy in proximity, gross.]

[ he is not macking on anyone, Max, wow. now, steve is a soldier first and foremost and he doesn't need to be told he's dismissed to know it. he'll leave you alone, Max but before he does, he will offer a - ]

if you ever need help with those, you know where to find me.

[ he doesn't doubt that you do, Max. ]

[Bless your heart, Steve, you're too nice to this jerk.

But he glances over, humming shortly. That's a 'Sure, okay, whatever you say.'

Which is better than some of his precious introductions to people.

Like headbutting them.

At least Peggy will get a "he's alright" response to any line of questioning, huh.]

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