[So he's not totally sure what to bring. Blankets? Clothes? Part of the little food he has stashed at his place? It all seems redundant: she won't have anything he doesn't have. He takes a blanket anyway. It's something to offer, and it's something to do with his hands.
[Finding the house she chose was simple business. There are only so many large houses in this place, and she all but shot up a flare with that video. Her location broadcast, and all her names, and her colors--discussions for later. Maybe discussions that don't need to be had, if Sharon Carter's perspective is worth much. But he plans them out anyway.
[For now, though, now that he's in eyeshot of the porch, Tim is mostly concerned with making sure it's the girl he's familiar with and not something else. Bundled up and wide-eyed, he shoves down his hood to shove his face to her from a distance, pushes a scarf away from his mouth to holler:] Cassandra? Cass!
[action] STROLLS IN THREE DAYS LATE, IF I MAY, HELLO, WHY HELLO
[Finding the house she chose was simple business. There are only so many large houses in this place, and she all but shot up a flare with that video. Her location broadcast, and all her names, and her colors--discussions for later. Maybe discussions that don't need to be had, if Sharon Carter's perspective is worth much. But he plans them out anyway.
[For now, though, now that he's in eyeshot of the porch, Tim is mostly concerned with making sure it's the girl he's familiar with and not something else. Bundled up and wide-eyed, he shoves down his hood to shove his face to her from a distance, pushes a scarf away from his mouth to holler:] Cassandra? Cass!