Stubbornness only played a small factor in Steve's insistence on not wanting to sleep, the bigger reason being the nightmares he tended to endure and the flashbacks. He really needed to deal with all of it but kept pushing it down instead. One day he would slow down but not anytime soon. "I think you've done enough for one night," Steve insisted, the lingering feel of the waves crashing along his subconscious. No. Absolutely not. But it pressed along his chest, blackness seeping along the edges of his vision.

"You rest and I'll keep watch. Hopefully, the storm will be over in the morning. We have agents to ttrack." Before they handed off whatever they managed to steal.

"Can you fix anything on the suit here?"