Attempting to steady himself, Steve gave a shrug of a shoulder. "I can just change back into these clothes. It's fine." He never wanted anyone to go out of their way for him anymore and he preferred to handle everything on his own. He could manage all of it; he didn't have any other choice but to. Walking over to the shower, he fiddled with the knobs as the full weight of loss hit him square in the chest and it took all he had to not start sobbing with it. He lost everyone and now they expected him to be some shining example of a figure head superhero.

"What?" Steve asked, startled by Tony's words as the shower started up. He forgot all about considering the soulmates thing. "Yeah, sure." Another shrug of a shoulder. "I'm going to shower, okay?"