He gives her a worried look, trying not to walk too quickly or stay too close. "You should try, regardless. Adrenaline and nerves won't hold you up forever."

Steve knows that as well as any soldier - just like he knows the minute she slows down enough to actually relax she'll probably crash and sleep for who knows how long. She's bound to be better of for it.

Down the guest hall, back through the foyer to the opposite wing - the one he's at least more familiar with. It's all done in marble and dark wood and shades of red and gold. "Most of what you'll need for the day- to-day is on this side of the building."