Don't try and destroy anything else, and Tony'll forgive you.

[ Steve reaches out, adjusting the jacket on him with a careful little tug, smoothing it over his shoulders when it's done. Good enough, for the time being. ]

You don't have to wear those. You can borrow something else and then we'll find you something that fits. You have to wear pants.

[ Jesus, what was it like dealing with Bucky when he was a kid. Steve barely remembers, given that it was so long ago and he wasn't sure if his memories from then were entirely reliable - he was just a kid. ]

Let me check with Natasha on something. I'll be back; don't move, alright?