Despite the struggle he was having to breathe, Steve was beginning to relax as it sank in that he was safe and that Rumlow was tending to his bruises. He cocked his head slightly. "I know they'll be scared of you... but are you really going to put yourself out there as my protector?"

He crooked his lips wryly. "I appreciate the help, but... if I can't stand on my own, Brock... I don't deserve to be here."