Steve takes in as much detail as he can manage, which, given his eyesight, is a lot. The workers on the cargo ships interest him. They're not 21st century. They could be turn of the century, late 1980s maybe, but he doesn't think so.
His attention snaps back to Natasha before he gets too carried away. "I'm interrupting a private moment," he guesses, wincing. "I can leave."
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His attention snaps back to Natasha before he gets too carried away. "I'm interrupting a private moment," he guesses, wincing. "I can leave."