Chastity grinned.

"Ooh, a girl," she said. "Maybe you can play matchmaker at the same time."

Steve grinned. "That's kind of what I'm hoping," he said. "Would do him some good to have a solid girl in his life."

Chastity laughed a bit.

"You're trying to set up your roommate," she said. "I love it. Let me know if I can help."

"I definitely will." Steve grinned, pleased.

"Well. As soon as I find out who she is."

"Do you know anything about her?" Chastity asked. "Anything at all?"

Steve shook his head. "Just that Bucky met her while he was out one night and got her number. I'm working on getting more information about her."

"Let me know when you do," Chastity said. She drank more of her coffee and sighed softly.

"Will do." Steve smiled a bit and relaxed there for the time being. He had time today, after all.

Chastity stretched a bit, absently examining her shirt for pulled threads and holes. She paused when she saw a hole in Steve's shirt near the bottom hem.

"What happened here?" she asked, reaching out for the tear. "Sharp corner in the art room?"

"Probably," Steve said with a shrug. "Or in the apartment. I don't always notice when I tear my clothes. Between Bucky and I, we've got sharp edges all over." He grinned a bit. "Never bothered me before."

"I can fix it," Chastity said. She turned a bit pink. "I mean, if you want me to. That is, if you don't mind."

Steve blinked. "If you want to. Thanks. That would be nice." He smiled warmly at her.

"No problem," Chastity said. She moved over so she could get a closer look at the tear in the fabric. It hadn't frayed much at all, which was good, and the hole wasn't worn, so she was able to coax the threads back together. It took a few minutes, but she was able to get the tear to repair itself, without any sort of mark left behind.

"There," she said, letting go.

Steve had watched the whole thing with wide eyes. "Wow. That's impressive," he murmured, looking at her. "Very impressive."

Chastity blinked.

"Just mending a tear," she said. "Not even a bad one. But thanks." She grinned a bit.

"I haven't seen someone do that before," Steve said. "I mean, of course you heard about stuff like that in the Army, but I've never seen it before."

Chastity blushed a bit.

"It's a useful little trick," she admitted. "It's not as easy with wear-through holes, but tears are simple enough to fix."

Steve nodded. "Makes sense. The fibers aren't there anymore with wear-through. Even though those are usually the ones you want fixed the most." He paused. "Or at least that's how it goes for me, because I've worn the jeans to death."

"I an probably fix that too," Chastity said, grinning. "It would take a bit more than just telling the threads to weave together again, but I've fixed denim before."

Steve chuckled. "I'm pretty sure Bucky has a few pairs of jeans that are almost worn through in several places, they're about two washes away from falling apart entirely."

Chastity grinned.

"I might be able to help with that, though it'll cost a bit," she said. "I'd have to spin and dye the right kind of cotton to repair them with."

Steve chuckled. "I'll be sure to let him know," he said, grinning. "He'll either be excited or disgusted, one of the two."

Chastity grinned.

"Well, the offer is open," she said.

"Great." Steve grinned. "So what else can you do? I really should have studied the different talents more, but I can't do anything, so I kind of stopped paying attention unless it was right in front of me. Like with Bucky and his metalworking."

"Thread... likes me," Chastity said after a moment. "Natural fibers are easier to work with, but anything that can be spun or woven is just... workable. It listens to me, for lack of a better term."