[He chuckles at the expected reply, and he grins with his teeth showing. This small comfort grounds him, despite how distant it feels. But it fades like the mist in the sky above them.

His hand seeks out Steve’s shoulder idly. It’s a lot thicker than his hand remembers, but it’s warm, and it’s Steve, and everything is okay.]

Yeah, they've got some prototype in the lab already. Very bare bones. Nothing fancy. Might still be a while before I even see it.

[His thumb traces the curve of muscle beneath Steve’s shirt.]

Y’think he’ll hook me up with some vibranium?