"Yeah," Steve agrees, though, "You still have the gun, right?" So, she can just redo them. That seems like the tack she'll want to take, given what they mean to her.

He sets the clothes and cookies down on the bedside table and drops into the chair. "He seems all right, yeah." As all right as anyone, after that breach, but at least he hadn't been infected or killed. Steve is grateful for that. "How'd you freak him out?"