"You have the libido of a much younger man," Sylvie answers, but she's smirking as she takes his head and turns them in the direction of Bucky's flat. The townhouse is probably equally as close, but he's invited her over and she knows it's likely because Bopp will need to be fed or will have to be taken on a walk soon.

And in her way, Sylvie loves that dog, too.

"I thought human men tended to max out around eighteen," she continues. "And here you are, a hundred and... what is it now? A hundred and eight? Very impressive stamina."