Eden arches an eyebrow, trying not to let her smile grow any wider. She doesn't want to seem as if she's teasing him. It's only that there's something sweet about his trepidation; it's endearing, as if Steve Rogers is a man who needs help making people like him.

"But first," she says easily, "it'd help if I knew what you already know. Done any catching up on that front? Movies, music, literature?"