Tony nodded once, more to himself, and dug out the sweatpants to hand over. They were big on him, they'd probably fit Steve mostly decently. He busied himself for another moment in finding a shirt, then turned to find himself nearly nose to nose with his soulmate.

He was quiet for a moment, then quirked a small smile. "We're a team now, right? Seems counterproductive to send somebody off on their own right away." Which was a reason, if not the real reason. He just wanted, wanted to keep Steve as close as possible. Was that weird? Too much? He let out a long breath and glanced away.

"I mean. I'm not going to tell you not to. Just think you should have someone watching your back."