[ She chuckles softly at his request, not nearly loud enough to bleed through the helmet, but he might feel it against his back or with the way her fingers press into him for a moment. She could start humming it as they drive, and maybe she does a little, just for the hell of it. There are a number of places they could go in New York City, including well out of it if they were in the mood. But it becomes quite clear halfway through the trip that they're headed towards the beach and, more specifically, one of Steve Rogers' childhood haunts.
It isn't until she pulls the helmet off and runs her fingers gently through her curls that she says: ]
I've never been here. [ She leans over his shoulder to peer at him. ] Did I ever tell you that? I couldn't, after. [ After they lost him. It wouldn't have felt right. ] I imagine you guessed as much at some point.
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It isn't until she pulls the helmet off and runs her fingers gently through her curls that she says: ]
I've never been here. [ She leans over his shoulder to peer at him. ] Did I ever tell you that? I couldn't, after. [ After they lost him. It wouldn't have felt right. ] I imagine you guessed as much at some point.