"Sounds like it could get lonely, though, working by yourself all the time. I think I'd miss working with a team, as much as they drive me up the wall sometimes."
Not that Steve was really part of that team anymore. Not where he came from, at least. Here at the Crown Plaza, things were different and he was sort of Captain America again. But not in the same sense that he was back in his own reality. And honestly, Steve was fine with that. He had passed on his shield only to turn around and get it back here at the hotel. But given the situation, he couldn't really find issue with it.
"Peter-paced jog? I think I can handle that," he laughed, finding it sweet that Peter would even entertain the idea in the first place. If he did decide to drag Peter outside, he would definitely go easy on him. Steve wasn't out to torture Peter in any way during this whole ordeal.
"Is it weird of me to ask what I'm like where you come from? Do you know me at all in your reality?"