He couldn't help it. He had a super soldier sized appetite and hospital food wasn't cutting it. Besides, he was ninety years old, today he had no shame, he was going to eat his burger and enjoy it.
The shift in topic had him slowing down and finally he set it down in the paper. The thing was, Queens had put a lot of dark thoughts in his head. Thoughts that didn't just go away once the fog of fear had. "Right. It's probably a wake up call," he agreed, "New York needs Avengers." He just wasn't so sure that involved him anymore, and that doubt was plain on his face.