[ Steve's voice is mild, and his eyes briefly flick from Rumlow to the razor left at his side, something that seems a little too severe for 'pubes shaving' or any kind of shaving. To each their own, of course, and hardly anything to bring up in an already awkward situation. ]
Steve Rogers. [ He says, introducing himself. ] I'd shake your hand, but - [ Dignity. Towels. Half-naked shower antics. You know. Take your pick.
He shrugs, and then juts his chin lightly towards Rumlow's arm. ]
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[ Steve's voice is mild, and his eyes briefly flick from Rumlow to the razor left at his side, something that seems a little too severe for 'pubes shaving' or any kind of shaving. To each their own, of course, and hardly anything to bring up in an already awkward situation. ]
Steve Rogers. [ He says, introducing himself. ] I'd shake your hand, but - [ Dignity. Towels. Half-naked shower antics. You know. Take your pick.
He shrugs, and then juts his chin lightly towards Rumlow's arm. ]
You should probably get something for that cut.