[Blake doesn't like the way the animals are staring at him. Makes the skin on his neck crawl. Makes him think of fangs.]

[He'll go right for the chance to think about something else. He holds up a hand and tries to look less like an angry jackass. He doesn't want to get told to fuck off.]

There was some guy calling you that the other day. Like the comic book character. I thought he was crazy, but come to think of it...

[Yeah, it adds up, when he thinks of it.] That's a nickname you got from somewhere, right? For being all blond and clean-cut.

[Blake's smile is tired and a little bit relieved.] It's not like you're actually Captain fucking America.