[ He lets out a shaky breath, blinking out of the trance of watching Zemo's lips with rapt attention. ]
Mm? Well you were on the right track.
[ He cards those fingers back into Zemo's hair, brushing the strands aside and paying special heed to the one errant lock that always seems to fall over the man's face. Like it defies even the best efforts of Zemo to stay perfectly coiffed. ]
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Mm? Well you were on the right track.
[ He cards those fingers back into Zemo's hair, brushing the strands aside and paying special heed to the one errant lock that always seems to fall over the man's face. Like it defies even the best efforts of Zemo to stay perfectly coiffed. ]