Re: Post-Carnage
[The jet was meant to be to airlift Jason, but Stephanie might be best, though Steve has no idea how Wayne knows about that, unless they're communicating on a separate channel. Which complicates things. Not that he can think about that now. Pieces move on the chessboard.] No containment unit. You're not capturing it—you're keeping HYDRA off of it. If you still have your bike, stick with them. If you don't, reroute and work with Wayne—[Noting the sky is clear—] Or catch a ride with Hulk. Hulk, you hear that? Follow that Symbiote. Bucky, take out HYDRA. Any remnants, besides the prisoners Peter picked up. [He leaves it at that.
The burst of the Iron Man suit—and Iron Man—earn something of a strangled sound from Steve as he makes a beeline for that smear of scrub, running fast, shield up. He doesn't have any special suit to sweep for signs of life, so he's down on his knees the old fashioned way, looking among the smoldering wreckage for anything. Something.] Stark? Tony?