Steve shakes his head, not in denial exactly - he knows what Captain America was to people. What he (an abstract, dissociative 'he') stayed to men and women like Phil Coulson. But the belief that others will follow simply because he leads has never sat comfortably or felt true to him. Now for very different reasons than before.

He focuses over Frank's shoulder. What was it he'd told Barton - I don't know what you expect from me, but I'm not going to lie and say that you'll get it.

"They shouldn't. They don't know who I am." Weariness that has little to do with the day settles into his chest like an old cough. "I'm not here to lead anyone."