"...Steve chose his friend over the mission. The one we were on an all points bulletin to watch out for up to and during the shit in Sokovia I might add."

"Sokovia changed a lot of things. The government got involved. Said we were too dangerous to be allowed to operate without their sayso." Steve doesn't say anything about Bucky. Thor wasn't there for most of that fiasco and Steve doesn't have nearly enough to drink to talk about it.

Not that the beer he has at home does anything for him. It's mostly Natasha's. He just drinks it for the familiarity. The house they walk up to looks perfectly ordinary. The sort of place a new family might settle into. For once the house is quiet when Steve opens the door. An orange doglike creature and a chunky little yellow dinosaur with a funny growth on her head are curled up together taking an afternoon nap on the loveseat by the window facing the front door. Aside from a sleepy noise they don't move for Steve and his friends.

"Those're the gals. They watch over the place when I'm on assignment with some help now and then. I'll introduce you properly when they're awake."