All right, he can't help but laugh at that, sudden and soft and grin going wide. "Mmm, I think I can handle that. Not all that much to cover, really." There's a glint in his eye as he throws some sass back, though he manages to hold off from adding in something about the view.

"Good to know. All right, yeah, I got this. I've handled 'my best friend is a super soldier from the stone age' for a while now, I can handle throwing wolf in there, too. Give me a head's up if things start getting... I don't know, worse? Weirder? Whatever." His brows furrow a little at Steve's question, and he shrugs one shoulder. "You know, the sense of smell thing. Not all of us are the run thirteen miles without breaking a sweat type."