A beard? Steve touched his face, thinking about it. Growing a beard wouldn’t be a problem. It’s not like he had his shave kit on him and lice probably weren’t a huge problem in the cold the way they had been in the Forests of Europe. Changing his accent might be tougher, but Steve had served with a lot of guys. He could probably mimic most of them if he tried.

“What’s wrong with it?” He asked, trying to sort through it all. “There’s got to be a Brooklyn still.”

Now he was just being difficult because of Alaska had signs in both English and German and it had been sixty years since Germany took over the world... he was a smart guy. He could put two and two together. He just didn’t want to.

The thought was so foreign.

He wasn’t going to affect a German accent.

He wasn’t even sure he could fully drop the Brooklyn vowels.