You can curse in front of me, you know, I heard far worse during the war.

[ It's an absent admonition, one that doesn't have much heat to it seeing as she's too tired to be too cross. Instead, she leans into the blanket and gives Steve a weary smile. ]

Sick, and worried sick that you're ill and Tony is. I'd much rather be out there trying to find some sort of solution instead of stuck here, barely able to recall where I am unless I strain for it.