“Right, yeah.” Steve nodded. He’d almost forgotten about the wish thing, since his were usually for things that Isabel couldn’t to anyway.
He shook his head a little, “He lost somebody too. Well...something? I don’t really know.” he ran a hand through his hair, fingers getting caught in tangles as the sweat had started to dry. “It was this tree...thing. Called Groot. But it was fighting with us, and they seemed close.” he gave up on his hair and put his hand back in his lap. “Thor might know more.”