Honestly, Steve didn’t think so. James remembered him, or part of him did. Something compelled him to snap out of HYDRA brainwashing for long enough to pull him out of his grave and see that he was revived. He’d have to work on him, though that certainly would not be easy while they were fleeing a world government super power.

Something being hard was not reason enough for Steve Rogers to back down. In fact, he wasn’t exactly the type to back down for anything.

James would have his super human hands full with this one.

At least he could read between the lines on what borrowing would mean. And in this case, he was fine with it. Sometimes being in war made you do some bad things. Plus—

“It’s all HYDRA. Got to say I don’t feel bad for stealing from them.” He wasn’t sure how he felt about everyone being part of the bad guys, though. He’d process that and war with it later. Right now, they would have to borrow that car soon. They were becoming few and far between. Luckily, one of the more country houses didn’t have just a pick up truck in the driveway. Steve approached the bright blue compact car with a frown.

“People drive these...?” He was used to something far bigger.