"It doesn't matter what it is," was Steve's reply, even as he dodged another drip of acid and ensured it didn't land on the tiny blonde dame at his side. "It's killing people, and it's dangerous, and Loki created it. We're killing it, if you don't want to be involved, then get out of the way," was his response. Not that he knew how to kill it yet, but explosives sounded like a good plan of attack. "If we can get something into its stomach, while you have his mouth propped with an arrow, we can do some damage," he suggested, looking over his shoulder and wishing Tony would send him a Hulk, but it looked like they were on their own.
He didn't know who Daniel was, didn't much care at the moment, and so the question only got quick thought. "Probably because I'm trying to fight a wingless dragon with a shield," he said, looking down at his khakis and SSI shirt. But that didn't matter just then. "Can we get some explosives?" he asked into his earpiece, knowing Spider-man would hear. He didn't know if the kid could help, but he could always hope. At the very least, Pepper would hear him, and Tony too. Maybe they had some bright ideas. If not, he would improvise, and he was already looking down at the ruined cars behind him, wondering how hard it would be to leverage the gas in the tanks. What he wouldn't give for a grenade.