He makes a low, frustrated, almost frightened noise, rather than trying to untangle words. He still has to know. Has to check.
The head vanishes again and he looks around anxiously. Yelena can help. She's his team. She... might not know this handler. Something in the back of his brain says this team is not HYDRA's team, and Yelena was never HYDRA, not exactly.
All the more reason to find Pierce and-- and-- he doesn't know. He doesn't know what. But he has to find him. To make sure. "Look," he asks her. "Please. Tall. Blonde, blue eyes. Older, mix-sixties. Square jaw. Expensive suit, gray. East coast accent."
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The head vanishes again and he looks around anxiously. Yelena can help. She's his team. She... might not know this handler. Something in the back of his brain says this team is not HYDRA's team, and Yelena was never HYDRA, not exactly.
All the more reason to find Pierce and-- and-- he doesn't know. He doesn't know what. But he has to find him. To make sure. "Look," he asks her. "Please. Tall. Blonde, blue eyes. Older, mix-sixties. Square jaw. Expensive suit, gray. East coast accent."