There was a sense of wrong in this place, with some of the people here, and it nagged at him enough that he was determined to see to the bottom of the oddities. Not only that, but for some reason, there was an agenda, a need to start to build something big and beautiful from little more than a seed. He was in position to do that, and for some reason, it felt as if he had been doing it all along.

And Rumlow... this was a man that could be a compliment to his own skills. It felt as if they had worked together before, had planned, carried out and succeeded before, though how and when and why were unclear to him.

There was such a familiarity there that he reached out and clapped Rumlow on the shoulder, giving it a friendly squeeze. "You are more than that," he replied with a warm smile that bore confidence and assurances. "But your gym is something I would like to try some of my more... wayward pupils in. How do you feel of training children who need to know the value of work, discipline, and structure? As you might imagine, the strict classroom structure isn't for all children, and I was considering a program with a more physical aspect for some. There would be funding, of course."