He understands what she's implying. He's just going to take a minute to process it, and let her continue if she feels like it.
He dusts away dirt and splinters from pushing off the dock, digging through those unwavering eyes of hers for any intel she might be gracious enough to let a guy like Steve steal.
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He dusts away dirt and splinters from pushing off the dock, digging through those unwavering eyes of hers for any intel she might be gracious enough to let a guy like Steve steal.
"And 1936 felt like just yesterday?" he asks.