[ It was strange how this man looked so much like the other one. Steve suddenly understood some of the people that kept having trouble differentiating him and other Steve Rogers in Riverview, and he almost laughed out loud at his own frustration. He had been annoyed before, his pride somewhat bruised at the way his identity didn't seem to matter, but facing a new Steve himself he was suddenly experiencing the same bemusement, and he found himself grinning at the blond. ]

It's one of those multi-universe things. There are a couple of us here from different versions of our world. Hard to pick out who belongs with whom sometimes, but all of us our friendly.

Well, so far. We've recently picked up a few that need watching, but they've been on good behavior.

[ Which was actually significant support coming from Steve. ]

The plants? We deal with things like this pretty regularly. There's always someone getting carried away with things they shouldn't be messing with. At least this was just an accident.

[ He paused, the question he wanted to ask catching a moment before escaping his lips. ]

You practicing to be a woodsman?

[ He couldn't help but notice the obvious lack of a shield. ]