Steve doesn't hesitate, coming over to her with a little plastic bag of tribute from whatever stores he's been to. There's candy, a bottle of juice, a package of oreos, a couple magazines, and some kind of lavender-scented lotion he thought she might like. He sets it gently in her lap and perches on the arm of her chair to take advantage of that offered hug.

"Well, just let me know what else I can do to improve it," he murmurs into her hair, and despite the potential danger, he closes his eyes and sighs quietly, enjoying the moment.

From his place on the sofa, Bucky looks both amused and skeptical.