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but seriously there will be flying cars (_stark_) wrote,

Howard rolled his eyes dramatically and shook his head at her. To be fair, his motives for asking the questions weren't exactly pure. Generally, he made it a point to avoid any personal drama that might distract him from his work, but this was different. Maggie's relationship with Captain America (or lack of one) could potentially have real bearing on how the super-soldier conducted himself, and that could potentially be problematic.

And, on a completely unrelated note, he wasn't a hundred percent sure he wanted his favorite partner-in-espionage to date one of his science projects, no matter how well he embodied the truth, justice, and the American way. The whole thing just sounded... messy.

Indeed, the fact that she was pointedly avoiding the topic suggested that it was messy. Just as messy as the cheese that dripped from their forks. He chewed thoughtfully, an then completely ignored her attempt to change the subject. "He obviously likes you. No man gets that squirrely over fondue unless he likes a girl."

Just for a second, the shadow passed over Howard's face, hardening the laugh lines around his mouth into something closer to sadness, doubt. "And when we were injecting him, you were pretty quick to run out into the lab when you thought something was going wrong." His eyes were sharp. "That was dangerous. You know better than that."