[Steve was hoping Tony would tap it out and they can be done with this. He picked a different approach. Steve's not sure whether to be disappointed or say he deserves that. He's leaning on the other side of that argument.
He knocks it down and stares at the creature. As usual he vainly hopes that maybe this will be the time they'll be knocked out of their blood lust and remember who they truly are. No recognition is there. It looks up at him like he's a bag of blood. Steve sighs gently.]
Come at me. Best man wins. [He offers. When it lunges at him Steve can see that didn't spark anything. Whoever this person was once has faded away to nothing, but a need to feed. Steve buries his stake into its chest and gains no satisfaction from the kill. It's a tragedy every single time.
Steve takes a step back and nods to Tony.] Any others you were trying to find tonight?