He figured that picking at Hill was the only solace that he was going to get in this trip, wherever they were going. He had always come to the Hive in the past by a quinjet, never over land, but he knew it's about location on a map. He had no idea how long they were going to be trapped in this steel can, but at least it didn't stink like heat neediness. That was the only real benefit.
He growled at the plea, turning his head to look around the SHIELD standard van for something to do. It hadn't changed at all, and it was almost comfortable to be back in one. How many hours had he been in one of these pigs? Probably more than the hours he spent in his old bed.
He shrugged at the question, curling his hands together in his lap as he rested his head back against the side of the truck and considered the question. "I don't know. Maybe a day or so ago. Nothing for... that four days I was hormonal," he reflected. He wouldn't have eaten in an active heat anyway.
"Am I getting shoved in a deep dark pit to rot, or am I going to be plumbed for information first?"
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He growled at the plea, turning his head to look around the SHIELD standard van for something to do. It hadn't changed at all, and it was almost comfortable to be back in one. How many hours had he been in one of these pigs? Probably more than the hours he spent in his old bed.
He shrugged at the question, curling his hands together in his lap as he rested his head back against the side of the truck and considered the question. "I don't know. Maybe a day or so ago. Nothing for... that four days I was hormonal," he reflected. He wouldn't have eaten in an active heat anyway.
"Am I getting shoved in a deep dark pit to rot, or am I going to be plumbed for information first?"