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IT WASN’T THAT HE DIDN’T trust logan. oddly enough, he trusted the kid a lot more than he trusted stark and that was saying something considering where they were. the last time he’d been in the city he’d ended up getting hurt and had to be dragged to the tower for treatment. he hated having to leave like he had. if anything he would’ve preferred to have stuck around and explained things to logan. but with stark being who he was and with their fight in siberia still fresh in his mind, the last place steve wanted to be was in stark tower. “you don’t see me running do you?” he took one last look around before returning his focus to the kid in front of him. as long as he didn’t have to worry about running into stark he’d be more than comfortable with listening to whatever logan wanted to tell him. but the instant he felt like stark was there? he’d run and this time he wouldn’t return.
“for a REASON, logan.” his team was doing things that wouldn’t be looked upon with anything other than disdain. the last thing any of them needed was someone breathing down their back or worse, hunting them down because of the work they were doing. but logan wasn’t like that and he needed to at least hear him out before leaving the city again. “oddly enough seeing you doesn’t set off RED FLAGS. i trust you, logan, and i know you wouldn’t give me away to tony.” an admission he normally wouldn’t have made but given their situation he figured it would at least help ease the tension he could feel starting to rise. “i’m sorry for leaving the tower like i did. i couldn’t risk being seen by stark.”
❛ ─ to be fair steve, i didn’t see you running last time either. went to go get food at YOUR request, came back, and you were gone. ❜ the wolf responds rather BLUNTLY. not that he didn’t understand the soldiers need or rather want, to flee, but those were the facts. there was no point in sugarcoating it. ❛ he knows you were there. wasn’t particularly THRILLED about it, but what can he do, really? throw an adult-sized tantrum? ❜
the wolf elects to not add that that had already been done, nor did he feel it necessary to tell steve that he hadn’t been in new york, for weeks at that point. wasn’t a story the wolf was particularly keen on sharing at present, nor the hateful words spewed, or the way in which tony looked at him like he had broken some sort of familial obligation.
absently, the wolf walked past steve, with a nod and stares out the window at the darkened scenery, before clearing his throat. ❛ ─ call my being here, MORBID CURIOSITY. i wanted to make sure that you were okay… all things considered. ❜ he states, while glancing over his shoulder. ❛ your battle with tony, eventually the both of you will have to man up and figure it the hell out before everyone else suffers for your stubbornness. ❜