[ After an afternoon of all-too-literal weed whacking— not to mention whatever physical toll inter-dimensional travel takes on the body— Steve Rogers has just about burned through every available calorie in his system. When the grumbling of his stomach grows loud enough to draw eyes and he can't ignore it any longer, he drags himself across the street in search of the rumored Taco Bell.
Later, he'll blame the hunger for how long he spends staring up at the menu before a disappointed voice filters through his stasis and jerks him back into the moment. He doesn't register a word about nacho fries and immediately dismisses the differences in her uniform; there is enough familiarity to suggest that this is still Carol Danvers, one of the few people otherwordly enough to perhaps explain what's going on, standing in front of him. ]
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Later, he'll blame the hunger for how long he spends staring up at the menu before a disappointed voice filters through his stasis and jerks him back into the moment. He doesn't register a word about nacho fries and immediately dismisses the differences in her uniform; there is enough familiarity to suggest that this is still Carol Danvers, one of the few people otherwordly enough to perhaps explain what's going on, standing in front of him. ]
Carol?