Fingers of his flesh hand run lightly over the little one's head of hair. "You're going to bring her right to us." Not that he really cared. He hadn't needed a little one just to bring out Captain America. His handlers had insisted and then had thrown him in the room with the little one.
After a few moments he picks the child up staring right into those eyes. However his metal hand grips tight at the gun at his side.
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Date: 2012-07-27 11:35 pm (UTC)After a few moments he picks the child up staring right into those eyes. However his metal hand grips tight at the gun at his side.