[Sloshing through the ankle-deep water and mud is no picnic, but he arrives almost precisely on time and pushes open the door to their shared apartment. Finding it empty, he leaves the food carefully wrapped on the table. He's never actually seen Natsuno eat, so he has no idea of his preferences but he'd picked a wide array of food. Hopefully he'll like something.
He doesn't mind that the kid's not there, Steve can just catch him at another time. It's hard to keep tabs on somebody who doesn't want tabs kept on him, and Natsuno's better than most people than covering his tracks.
But Steve's got better hearing than most people, so when there's a slight bit of movement on the roof he cocks his head off to one side, listening. It doesn't happen again, but he thinks he's probably solved the mystery and so he picks the food back up and heads outside until he's back in the calf-deep water. He glances upward, and then calls out,]
action!
He doesn't mind that the kid's not there, Steve can just catch him at another time. It's hard to keep tabs on somebody who doesn't want tabs kept on him, and Natsuno's better than most people than covering his tracks.
But Steve's got better hearing than most people, so when there's a slight bit of movement on the roof he cocks his head off to one side, listening. It doesn't happen again, but he thinks he's probably solved the mystery and so he picks the food back up and heads outside until he's back in the calf-deep water. He glances upward, and then calls out,]
Food's down here. Want me to bring it up?