"Funny." Murphy sighed. "Unless you're a face twin. Didn't know Steve had one." He shrugged. He had four, at last count, though he hadn't seen the kid, Adam for a while. Maybe he only had three now.
He eyed the glass for a moment, then rolled his shoulders and set about fixing himself a drink. Glass in hand, he sat down in one of the chairs near Not!Steve. He'd been around enough to know people weren't always what they seemed, and magic, or what passed for magic, was real for some people, so he didn't really question it. He was curious, sure. But for the moment he was just observing this new guy who wasn't Steve.