There wasn't much of a shadow of the wall, but he somehow managed to find the little that was there and lurk in it. He saw that the fort had been easily remade, bigger, better and with more comfort in mind. It was too bad that they had slept as long and deeply as they had the night before or he probably wouldn't have seen any problem crawling in and curling up to sleep. As of now, he was still a bit full from breakfast, uncomfortable with his own thoughts and almost wishing that Steve would somehow stop being so kind to him all the time.

He left his spot and walked over to his friend, slipping an arm around the other man's waist. "You spend too much time looking after me," he murmured softly. "I'm tying you down when you have so much independence when I'm not around; you arrange your life for my comfort, and it's not fair." He suspected it would have been called selfish. He shrugged at the offer to use the pillow fort now, turning his head to rest his cheek against Steve's shoulder. "Yeah okay."