Mohinder had been prepared for Steve to be a bit difficult. They had no idea if he was whom he said he was, but giving everyone the initial benefit of the doubt was the plan here. The situation was delicate. It was why Mohinder had been sent. He was nonthreatening. His ideas could be devastating, but no one here knew him. He’d been some small time scientist in a black lab coat working alongside Bruce until his accident. He’d left his cushy job not long after that for reasons it had taken the Resistance a lot longer than he liked to think about to accept.

It didn’t matter. He was here now, part of Team Alpha. This was certainly the highest profile intake he’d ever done, even without the mythical Steve Rogers as part of the deal, but he wasn’t nervous in the slightest.

“I believe you’re in luck then. We can work with a cheek scraping if you’d rather?” There hadn’t even been DNA testing in Steve’s time, let alone the cheek swab method. He probably didn’t even know that he could prove who he said he was with a few cells.