Cloning was part of a future Hydra wanted to create. A world where they picked the best genes and created life to serve their purpose. They could take the best of people and create beings whose sole purpose was to live up to Hydra's standards. It was the perfect way to establish and maintain control. Thus far Project Leda had been a success and prior to Hydra's fall, they wanted to keep going.

Sarah wanted to know her origins to know if she had the marker for the defective gene. She fought to keep her life and wouldn't have her own body betray her in such a fashion. The only thing standing between her finding Duncan was him.

"Maybe I want to dig deeper. It's my call." She didn't have to answer to him or anyone else.

"Dunno, for all I know you could be waiting for Captain America to show up and knock your teeth out." Why else would he set up camp here? For shits and giggles?

The longer he made her wait the more irritated and annoyed she became. How hard was it to hand back a simple picture? Her eyes narrowed ever so slightly at him. They had a deal. They exchanged information and now they could part ways. A clean break for the two of them. She could find answers and he...could continue to live in a museum.

"I know you're not stupid enough to make threats to me." Her hand slowly moved back to her side.

"Do you really want t'fight? We know the outcome of it." They would fight their hardest, leaving bruises, marks and scrapes on the other. Someone would get shot at, possibly wounded and some how, some way, it would cause both of them to fall back to their old routine where their clothes would vanish and they'd experience a warmth and bliss that only came from releasing tension.

"Save us both the time and give me the photo back."