Over the river and through the woods, to Wanda's house we go. (RP with shadeof_grey)

[starspangledcap]

[OOC: RP for shadeof_grey. Takes place after this conversation between Jean and Tony, and deviates from canon after Civil War 7.]

Steve Rogers is on a train to Transia. Steve Rogers should be in a prison cell on the SHIELD helicarrier. Or, at the very least, he should be in a considerably more spacious and well-furnished book-filled prison cell on Ryker’s

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[shadeof_grey]

Jean hates public transportation -- all those minds in close quarters, all that anxiety, excitement, fear, exhaustion pounding into her skull. Working to block it out is a full-time job. Her first mental objection to Tony's proposed trip had been -- "a plane, a train, AND a bus? Please, no!" She had quickly decided to keep it to herself, both from the odd fear that Tony would laugh at her for being so trivial, and from the more serious argument she didn't want to have. People reacted differently when they learned that she artificially restricted her own power; the conversation always became very personal, and it wasn't one she felt like having with him

[shadeof_grey]

Jean can feel the emotion behind Cap's words, how much it must take for him to say them. I'm sorry, she says, I didn't realize this was so. . .personal to you. Though it's like they've been saying. It's all personal.

Now she sits up a little and shifts the conversation back to a verbal level -- which, she senses, will be a lot more comfortable for Cap. "I don't particularly need privacy, Captain. . .ahh, Stevens. But I have a feeling you'd like to get back to your book, and --" She gestures to where Tommy and Billy seem to be arguing about something in a comic book they are reading. "I'm going to go check on those two. You said they're fanboys right?" She raises an eyebrow. "Somehow I have a feeling I might be able to get them in line. And thank you," she says, more quietly. "Thank you for understanding."

[starspangledcap]

Steve is grateful to hear Jean switch back to verbal speech, and he even smiles at little at the fanboy comment. "You're welcome to try," he says. Hopefully they won't embarrass you with probing questions.

Then, dropping his voice to a lower volume, he adds, "And thank you, Ms. Grey, for the same."

He picks up Persuasion, turning back to his bookmarked page at the end of chapter six. But as he reads of Anne Elliot's apprehension about the approaching visit of her long-lost love, Captain Wentworth, he begins to realize that fiction may not always provide necessary distraction. Sighing, he puts the book down again, and lets his thoughts wander back to the woman on Wundagore Mountain, where his mind is likely to stay for the rest of the trip.