Steve had woken up as soon as Mohinder had arrived. The man had come on a boat, much more silent than a helicopter or plane, though Steve surmised that they had likely left a sea-to-water light aircraft off the coast ready to shuttle them back out again. The softly spoken Indian man was accompanied by another man wearing glasses and dressed in a purple shirt. He had introduced himself as "Bruce", but other than that he had said very little.
It was odd to him that they hadn't seemed to have brought any muscle with them. He would have expected a bodyguard, but both of these men seemed non-combat ready, and Bruce seemed downright shy.
He shook his head as Mohinder approached him, apologetic but firm. "I'm sorry, son, but I can't do that. My blood is something a lot of people want to get their hands on, and I made a promise a long time since that I wouldn't let that happen. You'll have to take me at my word."
Bruce frowned thoughtfully, but he didn't intervene yet. He was honestly hoping he wouldn't have to. Because no matter what Steve thought, they had brought muscle, and it was him. He had been a proud HYDRA scientist only a decade or so ago, trying to develop serums and investigate gamma radiation to advance the nation, but then things had gone a bit wrong. And along with the addition of the Other Guy, he had also got a good look at the seedy truth of HYDRA's world. He honestly thought that the resistance would have killed him if they could, but since that wasn't possible, they had embraced him as a useful tool.
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It was odd to him that they hadn't seemed to have brought any muscle with them. He would have expected a bodyguard, but both of these men seemed non-combat ready, and Bruce seemed downright shy.
He shook his head as Mohinder approached him, apologetic but firm. "I'm sorry, son, but I can't do that. My blood is something a lot of people want to get their hands on, and I made a promise a long time since that I wouldn't let that happen. You'll have to take me at my word."
Bruce frowned thoughtfully, but he didn't intervene yet. He was honestly hoping he wouldn't have to. Because no matter what Steve thought, they had brought muscle, and it was him. He had been a proud HYDRA scientist only a decade or so ago, trying to develop serums and investigate gamma radiation to advance the nation, but then things had gone a bit wrong. And along with the addition of the Other Guy, he had also got a good look at the seedy truth of HYDRA's world. He honestly thought that the resistance would have killed him if they could, but since that wasn't possible, they had embraced him as a useful tool.