Kenzi's jaw drops. She's really tanking the attempt to be subtle here. This is bullshit. This is way too unbelievable. This is like the shit in her head about sword-wielding dudes with severed heads and plunging the severed head into a fire. You know, things you can only dream up!
"Wait. Wait, wait, wait. Hold the fuck up. You're trying to tell me that Bucky, my Bucky, was in World War II? Fighting Nazis. And Steve was there, too, but then also works with you? Were you fighting Nazis? Because, like... I mean, I knew you were old, but that's insane!!" She can't process this. There is no way. Maybe Rumlow's brains are just as scrambled as the rest of them! Even the smartest, most cool, calm, collected dude she knows is batshit and they're all doomed!
"Brock, who even are you?" She has no idea anymore. And they're MARRIED!
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Kenzi's jaw drops. She's really tanking the attempt to be subtle here. This is bullshit. This is way too unbelievable. This is like the shit in her head about sword-wielding dudes with severed heads and plunging the severed head into a fire. You know, things you can only dream up!
"Wait. Wait, wait, wait. Hold the fuck up. You're trying to tell me that Bucky, my Bucky, was in World War II? Fighting Nazis. And Steve was there, too, but then also works with you? Were you fighting Nazis? Because, like... I mean, I knew you were old, but that's insane!!" She can't process this. There is no way. Maybe Rumlow's brains are just as scrambled as the rest of them! Even the smartest, most cool, calm, collected dude she knows is batshit and they're all doomed!
"Brock, who even are you?" She has no idea anymore. And they're MARRIED!