"I was bein' generous," he admits, shrugging his free shoulder as his calloused fingers continue to play against her soft flesh. Her question gets a big sigh. He was hoping to avoid that topic for at least one night. "Jr.'s the one who put me in there to take Zemo down."

It was a really bad plan, obviously.

"We can refortify this place tomorrow." For now, he doubts any of their enemies are smart enough to realize they're together, let alone in an off-the-grid house they built.