So the mission Steve had been called away to help on had turned into a complete shitshow. Hydra had been exactly where FRIDAY had said they would be, but they had called for reinforcements much faster than the Avengers had planned for. Tony'd had a suit that now needed major repairs, Sam was down a wing, Vision had missed with his laser...eye things..Steve still wasn't sure how that worked, and had been brooding at the back of the plane for hours about the hole he'd put into an apartment building's roof until Wanda sat with him.
Which reminded Steve to ask the Fandom Wanda about that whole deal.
Rather than head to the medical suite at headquarters, he asked to be let off in Fandom and so with a wave to the Quinjet as it took off, he limped his way back to the apartment.
"Tony?" he called as he came in the door. "I'm back!"
Hopefully he wouldn't freak out too much about his, apparently, extremely punchable face.
Which reminded Steve to ask the Fandom Wanda about that whole deal.
Rather than head to the medical suite at headquarters, he asked to be let off in Fandom and so with a wave to the Quinjet as it took off, he limped his way back to the apartment.
"Tony?" he called as he came in the door. "I'm back!"
Hopefully he wouldn't freak out too much about his, apparently, extremely punchable face.