God, he was one of Captain America's best friends. How can he stand this?
Because Steve's gone, and I have to, Sam thought, in irritated reaction to the stray voice, which he thought for a second was someone rude enough to be gossiping about him within earshot. Maybe one of the other teenagers. It had sounded...well, rather like Sally.
But she clearly hadn't said it. He watched Sally and her mother, smiling at the clear and direct show of affection.
It made him wish Steve were here, to see Sally's real family: but no, having him anywhere near Sally was probably a bad idea. Bad enough that Tony was.
"Yes, you're right about that. Latoya Delaney--she's around here somewhere, decided the fancy food and the smart kids were more interesting than her sponsor." He grinned, briefly. "I encouraged her to apply before the Act was passed, and even with what happened since, I couldn't ask her to turn it down or even refuse to go.
"I can't tell you how nice it was to hear your speech, though, in among the philanthropists trying to sound good. Don't let Stark get you down, either; he's might be pretty good at damage control these days, but you did some good damage."
Sally grinned and blushed. "I -- I didn't mean damage, exactly? But I just -- I kept thinking of the people I know online, the powers I know? And I couldn't let them down."
She shrugged. "I'd love to meet your -- Latoya? -- if you see her."
"Saying what you said for the people you care about only made it stronger, I suspect," Sam said. "Do you know a lot of powers, then?"
He glanced around. The crowd was thick and he couldn't, at the moment, spot Latoya through the sea of formal clothes. "Latoya's got no powers that I know of, unless they're counting math and science skills these days. I'll have to track her down eventually, since I promised her parents I'd get her home safe. But I'll let you know if I see her before then."
Because Steve's gone, and I have to, Sam thought, in irritated reaction to the stray voice, which he thought for a second was someone rude enough to be gossiping about him within earshot. Maybe one of the other teenagers. It had sounded...well, rather like Sally.
But she clearly hadn't said it. He watched Sally and her mother, smiling at the clear and direct show of affection.
It made him wish Steve were here, to see Sally's real family: but no, having him anywhere near Sally was probably a bad idea. Bad enough that Tony was.
"Yes, you're right about that. Latoya Delaney--she's around here somewhere, decided the fancy food and the smart kids were more interesting than her sponsor." He grinned, briefly. "I encouraged her to apply before the Act was passed, and even with what happened since, I couldn't ask her to turn it down or even refuse to go.
"I can't tell you how nice it was to hear your speech, though, in among the philanthropists trying to sound good. Don't let Stark get you down, either; he's might be pretty good at damage control these days, but you did some good damage."
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She shrugged. "I'd love to meet your -- Latoya? -- if you see her."
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He glanced around. The crowd was thick and he couldn't, at the moment, spot Latoya through the sea of formal clothes. "Latoya's got no powers that I know of, unless they're counting math and science skills these days. I'll have to track her down eventually, since I promised her parents I'd get her home safe. But I'll let you know if I see her before then."
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