Rumlow was looking for no pity of his situation, and there was still more for him to give HYDRA once he slipped away. He was no traitor, and there was also no reason to give up information. He had a feeling that this might be the most relaxing few hours that he had before things got rough, but he had lived a rough life. He didn't think it wasn't anything that he couldn't handle.
Yet, he admitted curiosity as to what the hell Steve was doing. He'd never seen the man have an expression like that, there but not. He stiffed at the sheer idea of communicating with a bond rather than who; he knew damn well who it was. "You can do that, huh? Sounds awful... having someone in your head all the time poking around like it's their business."
He took another sip of water from the bottle, watching Steve closely as if maybe he could discover what was passing between the two. Of course, there was that look and he tipped his bottle at Rogers like some kind of salute.
"Makes a piss poor guard that way, you know. I could escape without someone actually guarding me."
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Yet, he admitted curiosity as to what the hell Steve was doing. He'd never seen the man have an expression like that, there but not. He stiffed at the sheer idea of communicating with a bond rather than who; he knew damn well who it was. "You can do that, huh? Sounds awful... having someone in your head all the time poking around like it's their business."
He took another sip of water from the bottle, watching Steve closely as if maybe he could discover what was passing between the two. Of course, there was that look and he tipped his bottle at Rogers like some kind of salute.
"Makes a piss poor guard that way, you know. I could escape without someone actually guarding me."