Nodding his agreement, Rumlow looks away from her hand and up to Kenzi's face. She's got a certain air of hesitance about her, a nervous energy that Rumlow definitely doesn't feel is out of place. Just remembering you're married, and that being one of the few memories that's floating around in your head is pretty disconcerting. At least Rumlow feels like he's got some sort of experience to deal with it.

Easy to just look at Kenzi like she's a member of his team. He protects her, works with her and together they achieve -- whatever. And right now, it seems like the goal is a meal. Kenzi's remark brings another smile to his face and he chuckles. Hunger's a good sign, though. Whatever accident they've been through, she's got her appetite.

"'S fine. Yeah, let's go."

He reaches down to zip up the coat and after, starts towards the front door, opening it and holding it while Kenzi walks through. He locks up after and looks down the road. Rumlow turns back to Kenzi.

"Now. You got any idea where the grocer even is?"