[Dr. Leopold Fitz doesn't give a damn about reals But now that they're filtering out here, looking lost and frightened, they tend to be easily picked out. It's interesting to see this version of Rogers. He seems smaller somehow. Less confident. That's all that real things are, after all. They're less. They're raw clay that hasn't been perfected.
He stops a full arm's length away from Steve when prompted, regarding him with an icy stare. This is a Fitz who stands tall and straight, who makes the sort of eye contact that his real would die before attempting. He wears an immaculate suit, more suitable for a boardroom than the wrinkled buttonups his real favors. ]
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He stops a full arm's length away from Steve when prompted, regarding him with an icy stare. This is a Fitz who stands tall and straight, who makes the sort of eye contact that his real would die before attempting. He wears an immaculate suit, more suitable for a boardroom than the wrinkled buttonups his real favors. ]
Such a demanding sack of meat you are.