It's not that Steve doesn't hear her voice, but all the same, he doesn't react at first. There's a flow to a fight like this, even an artificial one, and he wants to carry it out to the end -- just like wanting to finish the page of a book before acknowledging someone who wants your attention.
With a few more well-placed kicks and punches, the robots are destroyed and the shield lands back into his hands. Steve sucks in a breath and heaves it out, turning to the woman standing in the doorway.
"It's part of the uniform." He'd call it a helmet rather than a mask, but he isn't going to get into semantics right now. Steve tilts his head at the stranger. "I don't think we've met."
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With a few more well-placed kicks and punches, the robots are destroyed and the shield lands back into his hands. Steve sucks in a breath and heaves it out, turning to the woman standing in the doorway.
"It's part of the uniform." He'd call it a helmet rather than a mask, but he isn't going to get into semantics right now. Steve tilts his head at the stranger. "I don't think we've met."