"Sometimes, you can. Or, you can try real hard." And suck. And fuck everything up. And continue being on the losing end of things. It's difficult not to take in the entire picture. He's not right next to him so Isaac sees it all. He's grateful for the towel, though. He can focus less on the muscles and nudity. "That's what rematches are for."

He shook Bucky's hand, shaking it firmly. His dad always liked firm handshakes.

"Isaac. Lahey. You too." A beat passes. He fights the urge to say 'I could take you.' He's a normal teen here on the turtle.