[ Winter inclines his head , glancing toward the locked door. They're both stuck, or at least he is. He's not sure if Steve would be able to come and go or if he was caught as well. They really don't have a choice. Of course, the entire room doesn't have room for much choice, either.]
You can try to leave.
[ It isn't exactly a threat, but the meaning is enough, he thinks. If he couldn't get out himself, he very much doubted Steve would be able to, either. Winter shifts to one side so he can attempt it, even.
All things considered, the area in front of the door is the safest to be. Winter offers the shake of his head. Talking really is the least of his worries, especially for where they are at the moment. Steve isn't the worst person that could be there, he thinks.
He hopes. If he's being completely honest with himself, he doesn't know how he feels about him being there. On one hand, this is Jim's Steve. No-- their Steve. Winter still has trouble making the connection. His wires are crossed; frayed beyond help. Mending them together is a temporary solution. ]
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You can try to leave.
[ It isn't exactly a threat, but the meaning is enough, he thinks. If he couldn't get out himself, he very much doubted Steve would be able to, either. Winter shifts to one side so he can attempt it, even.
All things considered, the area in front of the door is the safest to be. Winter offers the shake of his head. Talking really is the least of his worries, especially for where they are at the moment. Steve isn't the worst person that could be there, he thinks.
He hopes. If he's being completely honest with himself, he doesn't know how he feels about him being there. On one hand, this is Jim's Steve. No-- their Steve. Winter still has trouble making the connection. His wires are crossed; frayed beyond help. Mending them together is a temporary solution. ]