Is she surprised? Is she really surprised that the first thing he'd do is say something defiant and rebellious?
Nope.
"I'm afraid I'm not familiar with the term." Fascism, Bolshevism, she knows nothing about it. She doesn't need to know anything to hear his tone and tell that it's bad. "Mr. Rogers--" and isn't that strange, calling him that, "--you're not the first one to be unhappy with your circumstances, and you won't be the last."
She needs alcohol for this. She puts out two glasses and pours them both a generous helping before putting the whiskey bottle on the table. "I know that you probably have no intention of playing along. Maybe you'll mouth off while you're on camera or attack a peacekeeper. There are consequences for this." Her Bucky. Her Steve. The last Steve Rogers. Her stomach churns and she averts eye contact before taking a hefty drink.
"They will hurt or kill the people around you. Your Escorts, Mentors, friends. If they decide that you've overstepped your bounds too much, they will cut out your tongue and brainwash you until free will is a distant notion. If they want to, they can take you away and make you so deathly afraid of the people you love that you will immediately try to kill them when you're brought back. Capitol politics are not a game and you will hurt a lot of people if you disregard them."
Play to his desire to help people. He might not have one, but... let's face it, he's a Steve Rogers, so he probably does. She really doesn't want to see this one die if she doesn't have to. "You don't even have to perform well in the games if you really don't want to. You just need to be smart." And by smart, she means 'Oh please please for once in your goddamn life listen to Peggy and don't bull rush your way into an early grave.'
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Nope.
"I'm afraid I'm not familiar with the term." Fascism, Bolshevism, she knows nothing about it. She doesn't need to know anything to hear his tone and tell that it's bad. "Mr. Rogers--" and isn't that strange, calling him that, "--you're not the first one to be unhappy with your circumstances, and you won't be the last."
She needs alcohol for this. She puts out two glasses and pours them both a generous helping before putting the whiskey bottle on the table. "I know that you probably have no intention of playing along. Maybe you'll mouth off while you're on camera or attack a peacekeeper. There are consequences for this." Her Bucky. Her Steve. The last Steve Rogers. Her stomach churns and she averts eye contact before taking a hefty drink.
"They will hurt or kill the people around you. Your Escorts, Mentors, friends. If they decide that you've overstepped your bounds too much, they will cut out your tongue and brainwash you until free will is a distant notion. If they want to, they can take you away and make you so deathly afraid of the people you love that you will immediately try to kill them when you're brought back. Capitol politics are not a game and you will hurt a lot of people if you disregard them."
Play to his desire to help people. He might not have one, but... let's face it, he's a Steve Rogers, so he probably does. She really doesn't want to see this one die if she doesn't have to. "You don't even have to perform well in the games if you really don't want to. You just need to be smart." And by smart, she means 'Oh please please for once in your goddamn life listen to Peggy and don't bull rush your way into an early grave.'