The dragon was far enough away that they would be dependent on Tony to keep track of Hulk, if Hulk listened, and Steve didn't like deploying soldiers without being able to keep an eye on them. Radio contact, at the very least, was imperative, but there wasn't much he could do here. He slung his shield over his back, and he climbed higher along the line of balcony's at the Stratosphere. At least he'd be able to watch, which was all he could really bring to this fight. Maybe it was sulking, but he liked to think of it as realism. In his time, he had been something super. Here? He was woefully outgunned.

He chuckled at the eager girl, a smile tipping up the corner and reaching his eyes. He wondered how many people would take that same thought away from all this destruction, that there were still heroes in the world. Maybe that would balance out all the rest, he thought, as he looked down at the ruined strip.