Chronic illness was a hell of a thing when Steve was growing up. It wasn't just the lack of effective treatments, or the expense; there was also a huge stigma attached. It was the age of Eugenics, and while the brutality of that philosophy was perfected overseas, the concepts flourished in America, too.
He smiles at Alex, and he can't promise anything about height, especially since he had some help from Science, but he'll go into that later. "Just Steve is okay. Or Cap."
He doesn't plan on going by 'Mr. Rogers' anytime soon, either.
"Well, I didn't know if you get hypoglycemic or anything," he says with a shrug, handing over the water. "It's the extra strength aspirin, so it's 500 mg per pill," he says. "The bottle says one or two every four to six hours, but I don't know if you have a different dose you're used to."
He's still a little wary about giving aspirin to a kid, but he opens the bottle for him without protest. "After you feel a little better, I wanna know how you got yourself here, by the way. I can help you get home if you need the assist."
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He smiles at Alex, and he can't promise anything about height, especially since he had some help from Science, but he'll go into that later. "Just Steve is okay. Or Cap."
He doesn't plan on going by 'Mr. Rogers' anytime soon, either.
"Well, I didn't know if you get hypoglycemic or anything," he says with a shrug, handing over the water. "It's the extra strength aspirin, so it's 500 mg per pill," he says. "The bottle says one or two every four to six hours, but I don't know if you have a different dose you're used to."
He's still a little wary about giving aspirin to a kid, but he opens the bottle for him without protest. "After you feel a little better, I wanna know how you got yourself here, by the way. I can help you get home if you need the assist."