[Steve accepts the thanks with as much grace as exhaustion allows, and then it's back to work, with the occasional break to speak to an officer who remembers him from earlier or hear a story about a grandparent who Steve himself can't recall, but pretends to. It isn't until evening creeps in on the sensible shoes of field journalists and reporters that he decides it's probably time to pack it in - a quick conference with Tony and Thor, and then he's back on the street, tapping Clint's shoulder.]

I'm going to dodge out before the press can corner any of us. One of the army folks said he could give us a lift down to Fort Hamilton - I don't live too far from there. Romanoff can meet you once she's finished her business with Dr. Banner, unless you'd rather stay here.