"I don't think I want to follow that trail much longer though. It could get bad real quick." Like when he was conceived, there were still no doors. Were his parents into that? He wasn't going to ask that question, or at the very least, wasn't going to answer it.

He'll glance over at the break room where the rest of his lunch was, an identical sandwich and an apple, wondering if his SOLDIER metabolism could make it to the end of his shift if he gave the rest of it away. That was the problem with the big muscles and enhancements, it needed energy to run proper. "Just your regular old ham and cheese. Got a tomato on there and some lettuce for something green. I've..." He hesitates, swallows and then stands anyways. "I've got another one if you're still hungry?"

You never stop being a hero, no matter how small the task.