Sometimes spirit was the only thing that kept the 107th and Steve's Commandos going through the war, so Shotaro's grin doesn't look out of place to Steve's eyes. Even if he can tell this kid is hurting, that he's taken hits that would bring a man twice his size to his knees, Steve does him the duty and the honor of grinning in return.

"This old thing? Yeah, it'll do," he says, giving Shotaro's hand a bracing squeeze before he lets go. He nods over his shoulder at the battle, tone dry when he continues. "Looks like I've been missing all the fun."

Giant glowing rock monsters? Sure, why not.