Some of the tension that came with anticipation for combat left him at the refusal, and he allowed his arms to dangle more freely at his sides. It was the only obvious sign he had relented on the possibility of combat at this very moment. "Do you want to talk about it?" He hungered to hear about it, to know someone would treat him human for just a few moments.

"I was living in a time where I belonged for awhile," he said simply. "And making a statement, not as broad as yours taking out SHIELD and Hydra, but all the same."