[ So Steve hadn't been the only one. Not that he'd assumed that, since there had been a few other people complaining on the network about how cold it was. Not all of that could be attributed to the sudden change in temperature and the thick layer of snow outside.

Steve would have rather that no one else had to experience what he did. The things he'd seen in his delirium, the certainty that he was going to die -- he's still shocked that he actually pulled through, but that's all thanks to Bucky. ]

It looks like you came out of it okay, at least. [ Steve nods to Blake and takes a sip of his own drink, which he almost chokes on when strip poker is brought up.

Eyes narrowing, he seeks out Bucky where he's situated across the room. ] What, did you two set up a game for later? He could have said something. [ Then Steve returns his attention to Blake and smiles knowingly. ] What he may not have told you is that I'm pretty good at poker. [ They'd never played the strip version with the Commandos, but Steve had still come out of most of those games with a supply of cigarettes he never actually smoked. It hadn't really been about the winnings. ]