[ The unconcerned air around the fella really should have troubled him more than it did because he looked like death warmed over. Shouldn't someone care about being so beat up and in trouble? But the man appeared almost calm in a way, eerily so. By that point, there were more than enough warning bells sounding off in his mind but Steve ignored every single one as he tended to and instead he kept his eye on the current objective. Moving his attention from something could be impossible at times.

Continuing to dab over the cuts and marks, he let out a little hum of acknowledgement. ]

Don't mention it. [ When he finished up, he took the bloodied swabs to the bin to toss them inside. He'd have to remember to tell Bucky they weren't his before he dove into a panic. ]

You havin' trouble rememberin' anythin' else or just what happened to ya? [ He paused for a moment to go over to grab a glass of water for the guy and some bread. ]

Not in trouble with the law, are ya?