[His smile is weak. Fair enough.

But.]

I just don't want you to get in trouble. Or hurt. Not if I can help it. ...Not you.

[The other stuff is easier to talk about. He leans back.]

What I see, I copy. No matter who. Even if I can't. Even if it'll kill me.

Sometimes...it does it of it's own violation. It's been happening ever since I was hired...to teach people Steve Rogers's moves. I've gotten good with a shield.

[There are still dried streaks beneath his eyes. He reaches for her hand again.] ...Makes me feel almost like the hero I could have been.