"I suppose congratulations are in order, then, yes?"
There was the tiniest flicker of sorrow in Zemo's eyes as he studied the ring. He missed being married, missed having that level of connection with another person. But this wave of melancholy was quick to pass and Zemo followed it up with another smile, nodding his approval.
Wait, though -- sorcerer? Zemo connected the dots almost immediately. "Stephen.. Strange?" He lifted his brows. Zemo had never met Doctor Strange back in his own world, but he did know who he was. Even while in jail, Zemo kept tabs on the 'heroes', even those who hadn't been involved in the.. conflict Zemo had created.
"Does Doctor Strange mind that you are spending time with me?" Because Zemo was well aware of the glares Steve Rogers gave him in the hallway. The baron didn't particularly want to be the source of yet another quarrel within the hotel.