[Even if he didn't recognize the hallway, Steve could hear the man. The echo of his voice, and as the man came closer, his heartbeat. He got up and moved to the door, opening it with an amused smirk as he gazed down the hall, waving his device at Garrett.]
Why are we talking on this if you're right down the hall?
[Steve's eyes moved over the man, brows lifting at the sack of . . . presents? What the . . . Was Garrett playing Santa?]
to action!
Why are we talking on this if you're right down the hall?
[Steve's eyes moved over the man, brows lifting at the sack of . . . presents? What the . . . Was Garrett playing Santa?]
Garrett, what are you doing?