Steve smiles at all of them. The banter is familiar and playful, from Bucky's introductions to the way they all interact, and Steve doesn't tend to see himself as a veteran first. There are a lot of other ways he'd describe himself before that, but he thinks he could see himself falling in with this crowd easily. They all seem to be making the best of their situation and he finds that a hell of a lot more appealing than the alternative.
"Steve Rogers, army." He introduces himself, gets a few nods and a friendly handshake from Rhodey, who seems to be the most senior of the group.
"Good luck." He sends a quick wink to Scott as he follows Bucky back out.
Once they're in the hall again, he falls into step next to Bucky again, this time with a little smile in place. "Well, they seem like my kind of idiots."
Maybe the smile isn't quite appropriate and when the thought catches up to him, he schools his face again, but it's not really quick enough to hide the fact that he'd been smiling a little.
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"Steve Rogers, army." He introduces himself, gets a few nods and a friendly handshake from Rhodey, who seems to be the most senior of the group.
"Good luck." He sends a quick wink to Scott as he follows Bucky back out.
Once they're in the hall again, he falls into step next to Bucky again, this time with a little smile in place. "Well, they seem like my kind of idiots."
Maybe the smile isn't quite appropriate and when the thought catches up to him, he schools his face again, but it's not really quick enough to hide the fact that he'd been smiling a little.