[It's not really fair - one of Ben's keenest dreams had once been to sleep in, to follow his own schedule. Then he'd hated it because it felt so chaotic and so unsafe. He's learning to do it again, except he can't find it in himself to be all that sincerely apologetic about being where he's supposed to be when he's supposed to be there.
The X5 doesn't wave back, but he does perform a neat, immediate about face and move quickly back down the deck towards Alex once he's spotted him.
He's smiling. Even the nickname doesn't throw him off - Bucky taught him that, too.] Good afternoon. Did you come prepared?
[He can clearly see both the glove and the baseballs, but he's not looking at them. He's looking Alex in the eye, and there's something subtly but distinctly sly about his own expression.]
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The X5 doesn't wave back, but he does perform a neat, immediate about face and move quickly back down the deck towards Alex once he's spotted him.
He's smiling. Even the nickname doesn't throw him off - Bucky taught him that, too.] Good afternoon. Did you come prepared?
[He can clearly see both the glove and the baseballs, but he's not looking at them. He's looking Alex in the eye, and there's something subtly but distinctly sly about his own expression.]