Sam can't help but keep right on grinning, expression somewhere between amused and just a little bit fond, as he watches the guy let out a burst of questions before backtracking.
"It's okay, brother, I'm pretty sure that kind of rambling is completely an appropriate reaction to all this."
He claps the guy - Kurloz - on the shoulder, giving it a brief squeeze before he lets go. "I'm Sam Wilson. Used to be I went by Falcon, back when I was big into saving the world, but then the world decided it didn't like our kind of saving. Well. Some of the world, anyway."
Sam resists the urge to make a face at himself, but only just. It’s the first time he’s tried joking about the Accords and how just went down there, but apparently it’s a little too fresh for him to get it right. Better give it a little more time.
“You’re in the City of Tomorrow, and hell yeah, it’s greater than a lot of people have known, I think. We’re in another dimension, near as I can tell.”
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"It's okay, brother, I'm pretty sure that kind of rambling is completely an appropriate reaction to all this."
He claps the guy - Kurloz - on the shoulder, giving it a brief squeeze before he lets go. "I'm Sam Wilson. Used to be I went by Falcon, back when I was big into saving the world, but then the world decided it didn't like our kind of saving. Well. Some of the world, anyway."
Sam resists the urge to make a face at himself, but only just. It’s the first time he’s tried joking about the Accords and how just went down there, but apparently it’s a little too fresh for him to get it right. Better give it a little more time.
“You’re in the City of Tomorrow, and hell yeah, it’s greater than a lot of people have known, I think. We’re in another dimension, near as I can tell.”