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[Steve's voice sounds clear and well rehearsed as he speaks into his bracelet, as if he had actually planned the speech before hand to avoid stumbling on his words. Which...he'll never admit to.]

This may sound strange, but I was wondering if anyone is at all skilled in sewing. I have something that needs patching up, but the damage is more than I'm able to fix myself. I would really appreciate it if someone would help me out. I'm willing to pay for the work, of course.

[This is a task he's been putting off, but as things move closer and closer to total warfare, he figures now is as good a time as any to have his uniform patched up.]

...If anyone has any tips on getting out blood stains, that would help a lot as well.

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Well it wouldn't hurt to have you look. I can probably stop by the clinic later this afternoon. Do you think you'll be out of school by then?

Sure. That works. I finish around three, so I'll be at the clinic after that.

See you then. [He'll be the guy with the bloody uniform folded under his arm. Kind of hard to miss. Which is exactly how he walks into the clinic for the first time later that afternoon. The uniform is folded neatly, but not enough to completely hide the stains or keep people from casting discreet looks at him.]

[Clementine is there as usual, the man seeming to draw enough attention to get her notice and distract her from her work helping out as she notices the staring. Poor guy. But she can definitely relate. More than once she has arrived in Asgard herself in a bit of a mess, possibly worse than him. At least for now he's changed and in clean clothes.

She pauses in her work and approaches, assuming this to be the man she talked to earlier.]

You need help with the uniform, right?

[Steve is busy surveying his surroundings when she approaches. He really should have checked her name on the bracelet so he'd at least be able to ask someone if they knew her. He just feels so awkward knowing people's names when they haven't been properly introduced.

So he's mildly surprised when she finds him instead. And at how young she is. Her voice had sounded kind of young but now he's faced with an actual child having to help him deal with his bloody uniform. How embarrassing.]

Uh, yeah. I'm that guy. I'm Steve. [He holds out his free hand to her.]

[Well. To be fair, even with the others staring at him, she can still recognize the look, the smell of bloodied clothes. She's far too used to it than she should be for her age. Though Clementine won't exactly offer an explanation on that unless he asks.]

I'm Clementine. [There's a cautious look for a brief second before she takes the offered hand. She's not as used to such manners, such casual greetings like this even after being back at Asgard for a bit still. Not compared to greetings back home, which usually are done at gunpoint if you see anyone new.]

It's nice to meet you, Clementine.

[If he notices her caution he doesn't let on. But he does notice and it certainly has him questioning what sort of life she must have led back in her world. He wonders if Asgard would be considered an improvement or not. Once she accepts his hand he gives it a gentle shake before releasing it.]

So, do you want to look at it right here? [He glances at the people around them, not looking forward to having her examine his uniform in front of them all.]

Sure. Nice to meet you too.

[He's so much taller in person than she might have figured. So much...sturdier than the likes of her Doctor, or Lee. If she were still younger, she might be a bit intimidated by him, even. But for now she shakes his hand, turning her gaze back to the uniform.]

I'll...take it home and see what I can do. Let you know and you can pick it up here. Probably in a few days, if that's okay. Depending on how much needs to be mended once I get the blood out.

Yeah, sure. You can send me a message when it's ready for pick-up. Would you like me to pay now or when I pick it up?

[He hadn't been kidding about paying for the service. And if she's going to get the stains out for him, he might just pay her a little extra for the trouble.]

Sure. I'm not even really sure how much to charge for something like this. I could try figure it after I'm done and you can pay me later though.

[Eight might help her figure a fair deal. Plus, it would depend on the amount of time spent, really. So she doesn't mind waiting to be paid.]

Alright. Just let me know if you figure it out beforehand and I can have the money ready when I come pick it up.

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