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It's taken almost two days to ride from where Dinah found him to the Cooper farm. While Scott is used to pushing himself beyond human levels of endurance, he hasn't been sure what the blonde can take, and its easier to get the lay of the land if they ride in shifts.

There may be a memory here and there of anotehr time spent in a post-apocalyptic world, one where he might have been known as Prelate. Eventually, however, he pulls into the driveway and sits there, studying the layout.

"Anyone home?"

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"Because even though a lot of mutants were killed or lost their powers, there's still many left?"

Slightly sharper tone, "I'll stick with Mr. Summers for now, and don't try to humor me. If you want to be left alone, just say so."

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Scott will see your sharp tone, Miss Bishop and raise it with his credentials. And his penchant for completely taking over when the situation calls for it.

"If I was going to humor you, Hawkeye, I would have made arrangements for tea and cookies. When I say I want to be left alone, you can believe me. Right now, you're the only one here who even knows who I am. So straighten up and act like an Avenger."

But he might apologize later when the fatigue wears off.

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She's also told off Captain America to his face, and if she hadn't thought of Patriot as being a better leader for the team, she would be one.

"Be stale cookies anyway." She folded her arms in front of her, and then walked ahead.

"You coming, Scott, or what?" Small smirk back at him.