Tash stamps a brief kiss onto his cheek as she barely moves back. "I have too many questions...is this home for me, now? Where is here? or what, maybe...aannnd where is my outfit?" A beat. "That's just for starters. You may have a turn, as well, Mr Stars and Stripes." Because there's also this slightly something feeling; off? heavy? extra? buzzing around within.

While Natalia may not strictly adhere to titles, Steve would get the best friend sorting. He's made it into her extremely small hula hoop and it's a relief knowing that Tasha will have welcome company and genuine comfort as those they love die around them. Tragically, some already have.