She laughed at the smirk, tucking one leg under the other so she could twist in his direction on the bench. "Oh, I definitely ordered in. Delivery is a God-send." But then she shrugged. "I needed some fresh air. Figured I'd take a walk, get some bagels for tomorrow that I might even share with Sam." At least she'd probably share them. It all depended on how hungry she was that night.
She didn't want to push, because she'd seen (mostly on TV, but whatever) what happened when people pushed Steve Rogers too far... But maybe she could nudge him a little. Test the waters. "Everything okay with you? It seemed a little like something was eating at you." And had been. For a while.