Before they knew it, the group had become a five-person team. The vehicle started up again and headed for the new instance dungeon, while Evenson really did go sit in the truck bed.
Given the current situation inside the vehicle, he would have felt out of place no matter where he sat. Besides, there was plenty of room in the truck bed—he could even lie down. Why squeeze in with them for a seat?
Besides, this was already pretty good. Under normal circumstances, these four big shots should have stayed put, drinking tea and playing mahjong, while the team's only Sorcerer ran the instance alone and summoned them over after arriving.
As Evenson felt the cool breeze brush past his ears, the atmosphere inside the vehicle grew livelier as well. More people meant more topics, and conversation naturally became more interesting. Peggy Carter started one now. "At the mall, I was the one who called the police over. Oh, don't rush to thank me."
Peggy Carter made a calming gesture. "I was just curious. Without our help, how were you planning to get out?"
"Uh..." Natasha froze. Sarah, beside her, was also watching intently, and Natasha suddenly had no idea what to say.
"Natasha, I used to be an agent too. I'm quite familiar with the tricks of espionage." A sly smile appeared on Peggy Carter's lips. "Intimate behavior in public makes people feel awkward. They'll instinctively look away, so... would you have done that? Like kissed or something?"
"No!" Before Natasha could answer, Captain America firmly denied it from the side. His eyes were fixed straight ahead, his expression resolute as he declared righteously, "We were already close to the exit, and Rumlow's men had spread out. I would have knocked him unconscious as quickly as possible, then escaped