"Always." Of course, he did plan on talking to Fury about it eventually. He just didn't know when. In the past, the SHIELD commander didn't make it a habit of throwing them a bone. So far, they had been left in the dark. So in Cap's mind, he was doing the logical thing.
He stood from the chair he had just sat in, looking to the slightly shorter man. He had a smile on his face, but only at the corners, as he spoke. "You driving, or am I?" Of course he assumed one of the jets, but he could have been wrong and ended up in a car. Either way, he was glad to feel like he was getting somewhere.