[ Steve nods, scrunching his face up a little. He's trying to think best how to explain it, and he licks his lips slightly, glancing up to the sky and then back to Bucky. ] The future. Well, it's not the 'future' anymore, it's the 'present'. I'm not joking. It's 2012. [ He swallows thickly, reaching up to scratch at his forehead. ] We uh. We won.
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