[He says, as if to say, 'that makes sense!'. Makes sense of why it tasted so... like it tasted. He's nodding. He knows enough to know that yeast is alive, so the idea of extracting anything from it leaves him with a whole lot of questions that he'd prefer not to have answered. Better to be content with the fact that Peggy Carter saw fit to look out for his health. He does look rather pleased. Until, that is, he glances around the inside of Rip's cell again.]
Oh yeah, bandages. Can I get anything else for you? For her?
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[He says, as if to say, 'that makes sense!'. Makes sense of why it tasted so... like it tasted. He's nodding. He knows enough to know that yeast is alive, so the idea of extracting anything from it leaves him with a whole lot of questions that he'd prefer not to have answered. Better to be content with the fact that Peggy Carter saw fit to look out for his health. He does look rather pleased. Until, that is, he glances around the inside of Rip's cell again.]
Oh yeah, bandages. Can I get anything else for you? For her?