Steve chuckled. "I didn't shrink, Doc. You grew. Pair of heels, and you'll be looking me in the eye."
He could remember being unsteady in the first moments after his own transformation, so he kept on supporting her, keeping her close so that she wouldn't stumble and fall. "Yeah," he said, answering her question. "Definitely a ginger."
He looked back up at Tony, Thor, Sam... "Nat?"
"Here," came the Russian's voice. She returned, holding some pieces of clothing, pants and a shirt and coat. "These ought to fit her."
Steve gave her a smile. "Thanks, Nat. Come on, Doc. Let's get you sorted out."