As he expressed everything she couldn’t help but feel like he was a military person, or an ex-military person or someone raised in a military family. It was interesting interacting with someone who was formally involved in the military; they tended to have a lot of respect for the ‘average’ citizen and Sharon was Agent 13 was no different. She had an amazingly large amount of respect for the people she got to protect and he seemed to give off that same vibe. 

Opening her full lips to protest him lifting the TV by himself she nearly dropped the head to lettuce onto the floor. She was going to have to talk to Fury about who the hell she was babysitting that could pick up a 300 pound TV like one would pick up a cotton ball! She fumbled to catch the lettuce; thankful his back was to her and she placed it down on the cutting board she had fished out of one of the boxes after seasoning the chicken. “You know Steve you keep doing things around my house and I’m going to owe you a lot of lunches!” She said with a laugh to her voice as she cut the lettuce. Her skills taught to her by S.H.I.E.L.D. made her slicing of the vegetables faster and more efficient than any normal person. Sliding the lettuce, carrots, and celery into the two suppurate bowls she turned her attention to the chicken and tossed it up into the air before catching it in the pan. “Can I ask what you do for a living Mister Rogers?”