When he returned to Eva and his bike, he grinned at the sight of her nearly stretched out across the vehicle. "If you were the model, I'd buy ten of those bikes." He joked, and then tapped her foot with the file folder he'd received inside the police station. "I had to tell them the Avengers were taking their own look into the matter," Steve explained. He wouldn't mention the fact that most of the police assumed that meant the New Avengers were just as suspicious of the X-Men as they were. "They wouldn't give me everything, but I might have snagged a few things they didn't expect me to." He flipped open the folder and exposed a second folder inside. "The main witness seems to be the bartender..." Steve flashed his address to the electrokine and hoped she could just set it on his GPS, like she had with the police station itself. "You sure you're okay to ride again?" The first trip seemed to have taken it out of her, but then again, she looked like she'd rebounded nicely. "You have the color back in your cheeks," more accurately, must have been the sunlight. "It's stunning." The artist had to force his eyes elsewhere, afraid he was in danger of losing focus.
To Eva's credit, she let Steve think his trip into the station had been necessary for nearly half the trip. When she told him about her cyber investigation, Captain America merely chuckled. "I'm going to say that I was a distraction at least." Steve informed her, so his efforts didn't seem like a complete waste of time. It had a ring of familiarity to it, something Tony probably would have let him do. Which just reminded him even more of what the loss Iron Man's daily involvement with the team could result in. The Avengers couldn't afford to miss a step.
They reached the bartender's apartment building, and Captain America parked his bike next to the curb. He lingered for a moment, took a visual inventory of the area, and selfishly bought an extra few seconds of time with Eva's arms wrapped tightly around him. "So... Warren doesn't like other tall blond men?" Steve asked, out of nowhere. "Does that mean you do?"
This time, he did help Eva off the motorcycle so she could also question the star witness against Logan. He held the door open for Eva, and then again when they reached the stairs. The guy lived on the third floor, and after the quick jog in the stairwell they entered the hallway. Captain America noticed the letters on the doors, and deduced the one they looked for was around the corner. He spotted a shadow around the bend, and a set of gawky footsteps... so he naturally expected someone to walk toward them. When they didn't, he glanced to Eva and brought his index finger to his lips. Steve lightly crept toward the person he knew was trying to go unnoticed. Captain America reached around the corner, grabbed something skinny and clad in cotton. He pulled the person into his view only to be surprised by the face of someone he'd seen at the mansion.
"Christ." Lochlan exclaimed when Captain America's meaty hand seized his arm and yanked him closer. But it wasn't the jarring experience of being rag-dolled by Steve that really upset him. It was the look on Eva's face that made Lochlan's gaze bounce off the floor and walls before it returned to hers. "Hey..." He waved, "Captain America lookin' for a flat in North Salem?" Mandrake asked, when his head turned back to Network, who was still out of sight of the older pair. "Did you hear? Steve's gonna stick around. Maybe get a place here." He was so dead.