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[savesthedance]

[Insert witty voicemail message here]

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[savesthedance]

[It's not a look Steve's unfamiliar with, and he smirks at the response.]

I'm not the one who needs to worry about keeping up, son.

[But he nods. The boy seems sincere and honest. He still had to be a little hesitant, but he found he hardly was. There was something about Peter he trusted. He'd see what happened, he supposed.]

[peterparker]

[That earns a little bit of a laugh, but he's not backing down to that. He has sass, goodsir, and he's glad to see you do, too.]

Says the guy who can't even fly! Let me know if you need to hitch a ride; you can have shotgun.

[Happy with this arrangement? Yeah, just a little.

...Not the carrying you part though, Steve. You look kind of bulky. All dem muscles. You can probably just buy a car or something.]

[savesthedance]

[Steve chuckles in return.]

Are you saying you can fly?

[He'll have you know, just because he can't fly doesn't mean he can't keep up. His super solider awesomeness made him pretty darn fast on his feet.]

[peterparker]

Something like that. [He smiles, winks, then nods.] If you're lucky, I'll show you how it's done!

Catch you later, Cap.

[And with that, he's off.]