He lifted his head as the warmth of Steve's arm came into range and shifted to nestle his cheek into the crook of his friend's elbow. His metal fingers unclenched and sought out Steve's warm grip, something that grounded him back and chased away the frustration that only one of their pair could remember their early days. He drew a deep breath and held it, appreciating the comfort and aware that he was probably acting like this because he was still slightly tired from going a week without sleep and worrying over his friend. "I... if it made you happy, you can cuddle whoever you like," he replied evasively. That was the only reason he wouldn't guard Steve for himself for such instances.

He nodded, relenting and aware that there would not be enough cleaner to purge a room that the two of them had engaged in their trades in. He simply nestled his cheek deeper into Steve's elbow. "When will we hunt?"