"You're right about that," he says, leaning into Steve's touch just a little. "She's like you, that way."

"The other one said that she - when it happened to her - that she ended up as a mercenary for a while. And did her best to look out for the good guys. Like a guardian angel." The corner of his mouth twitches upward in a rueful hint of a smile. "I can see it. Can't you?"