When we were in the club in disguise, when the women we were getting information from asked who my partner was I tensed, not able to say anything since I was pretending to be the Winter Soldier. When Zemo answered saying that they were his I silently cringed in jealousy, seeing his arm snake around their waist.

“Hmph…”

I grunt to myself, now that we have gotten out of there and stand in his apartment I glare openly at Zemo.