Len wrapped his arms around James and held him close, feeling him trembling. He wasn't good with emotions, but he could certainly hold James while he felt them.

He couldn't imagine how James could even willingly do this. "You should do it," he said, though his voice was rough and his arms tightened. "You know that, right? If you were saved from HYDRA, you wouldn't need an old crook like me. You'd have some beautiful blonde and a white picket fence in no time."