Steve was unnaturally silent, too busy with trying to sort this out in his mind. There was no strategy. There was no battle plan for this. This was a nuke. You didn't fight a nuke.
He looked about at the chaos, at the helicopters, face pale and brows furrowed. You couldn't just shoot at a nuke. There was nothing he could do. That was hard to get his head around, after everything they had done in the - He stared at Wanda, then finally seemed to draw himself back into the present, pulling her away from the helicopter. "Not we. You," he corrected in a calm, steady voice. You can stop this, Wanda. No one else can, it has to be you."