Clearly nobody told the virus about your serum. [It's a rough little crack, but then he's shaking his head. His initial reaction is to insist that he doesn't need help (and he isn't quite that bad yet, thanks to a cocktail of drug store medications and sheer stubbornness), but Barnes isn't all that steady on his feet. It isn't far to his and Steve's place; maybe once they get there, he'll consent to sitting down for a little while. His tone is a little dry when he finally agrees,] Yeah, alright. Sure. Can't promise I won't cough on you though.

What're you doin' in the city anyway? Is it safe?