James stared at the MRE that had been with some of this things, his eyes distant as he remembered the last time he had eaten one with Steve before the whole rocket incident killing them both and sending them hurtling down different paths. When his phone beeped that someone had sent him a message he had been startled and had drawn his guns, his eyes narrowed and searching for a threat before he realized what it was. Holstering the guns he picked up his phone and studied it, arching a brow when he saw the meme. For a milisecond his lips almost tugged up into a smile.
But as quickly as it nearly came it was gone and he moved over to a small set up he had that allowed him secure internet access via sattelite. Hooking the phone she had contacted in, he typed her a reply.