"So, yeah."
When I got back to Arlington County and told Karen and Betty about what had happened that afternoon, I sighed. "That's what they mean by fans' behavior not reflecting on their idols, right?"
After Lake considered the possibility that Steve might have mild PTSD, he immediately contacted the general, found a psychologist, and casually picked a soldier to take Steve Rogers's place during the consultation.
The result...
It was confirmed.
For God's sake, this psychologist had treated Steve Rogers five days ago. Yet with the exact same symptoms, an ordinary soldier had PTSD, while Steve Rogers was perfectly fine.
If this psychologist hadn't been an honorary director of the Captain America Association, the military might have thought some spy had infiltrated the base to assassinate Steve Rogers.
"What happened after that?"
"What else could we do?"
Lake chuckled. "It's an illness. If you're sick, you get treatment. The earlier it's discovered, the earlier it's treated, and the sooner you recover."
Just look at how healthy Tony Stark was now.
He was so healthy that he had already lost his purpose in life—the goal of throwing ten thousand punches. He had spent all these years without completing it. Whenever Lake thought of Tony Stark's confident expression at the time, he felt a little sad.
Sad that he hadn't recorded that scene.
"I'm not talking about that," Betty said. "I mean, what did Captain Rogers choose?"
"How would I know?" Lake said helplessly.
Betty: "..."
When Lake returned from Quantico, Ms. Peggy Carter in London and Dorma, the Empress Dowager of Atlantis, learned immediately that Steve Rogers had been diagnosed with mild PTSD. The two women were thrown into a panic.
After Lake received a text from Hermione and a message from Tethys, he wisely chose to retreat.
He really