[ He knows and appreciates him for it. It's why they got on right from the start.

The move has Steve's mouth pulling into a lopsided grin, amused as a warmth builds beneath his sternum to watch Sam's expression. To see this part that's less of a burden passed on. The joy of movement, sticking the landing. Shared.

Fades a bit when Sam throws the shield back with that question, his brow furrowing in thought. His catch isn't anywhere near as acrobatic. He lets the shield come at his chest, seizing it in both hands before it hits him, and without a budge in his stance. Holds it there, frowning at it. ]

Makes it seem more believable that they brought us here back accident.

[ The strain on supplies, he means. And the mistrust.

But yeah, he's not happy to be burden on these people either, whatever the circumstances. They're gonna have to let them pull their weight eventually. ]

She's a busy woman. Haven't caught her yet. [ Aside from the interrogation. He flips the shield in his hands once, twice- ] You?

[ on the third flip it goes higher, he uses the extra time in the air to spin around and kick it when it's level with his upper chest ]