Wife. Ah, shit. That could hardly be good. He hoped that what ever was going on was just a temporary memory loss or that this was a second Steve Rogers. "Well, you are on a space station now," she said. She lacked the energy to do this gently. "Welcome." Quickly, she pulled out her phone. She navigated to the contact list and started calling Steve's phone. At least, it would tell her if this was the correct Steve.