I’m not just any shuttle pilot. I’m your shuttle pilot.
"And when exactly does your shift end, hmm? I mean, by my account, it’s not soon enough but you and I definitely have different timetables."
He paused. “And we definitely have different definitions of soon.”
"Well, when you point at him so blatantly, yeah, you’re going to get his attention." Boss chuckled and pushed Steve’s hand down gently, shaking his head. "You doing fine down here?"
Steve shrugged. “Nothing to complain about- nothing worth complaining about, at least. I’m a little hungry but after I can take care of that once I’m off my shift.”
"I’m not encouraging him! I’m just stating the facts of what happens on a daily basis down here."
"Here’s something I’ve learned while working with that man over there." He pointed over at James. "He’s usually in his own little world, especially when he’s working out. But the one thing that will always get his attention is someone talking about him. I’m convinced it’s some kind of superpower.”
"James? I mean, he’s always over there trying to put on a show… Did I say that?" The smirk turned into a grin. "I mean, always working out."
"Please don’t encourage him." Steve groaned. "Not that it takes much with him."
"Why wouldn’t I have?" He smirked back, crossing his arms as well just to mimic the other and maybe make him laugh. "Other than the constant, ‘Hey, I need you to move this for me because you are so much stronger than me.’"
That garnered a snort and a roll of Steve’s eyes. “And who would ask you to do such a thing?”
"Nothing. Just…nice to see you around again."
He crossed his arms over his chest, a slight smirk on his lips. “Did someone miss me?”