It wasn't that Steve was helpless; it was that Steve attracted trouble as flowers attracted bees. He knew it was going to happen and he knew that Steve was unable and even better, unwilling to risk wading into the situation to help out. He figured it was better to be there and be the heavy hitter himself, to stop those kinds of incidences before they got more intense than they should be. Things were different from the forties; now it was just as likely that any kind of heroics ended up with a knifing or a shooting, and he absolutely wouldn't risk Steve to that.
"I will agree the pillow fort is safe," he said with a nod. In fact, he acknowledged that the apartment was probably safe enough, but there was always a time and a place for caution. He ate down the last of his bread and drank the last of the water as well. "Do you want more soup?"
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Date: 2014-11-23 01:49 am (UTC)"I will agree the pillow fort is safe," he said with a nod. In fact, he acknowledged that the apartment was probably safe enough, but there was always a time and a place for caution. He ate down the last of his bread and drank the last of the water as well. "Do you want more soup?"