“Steve!” you ran towards him, throwing your arms around his shoulders and hugging him. Steve grimaced and you pulled back, “are you hurt?”
“its not that bad, im sure there are others who need help.” Steve said, looking around the hospital at all the other people who were battered and bruised from the battle.
“sit.” you instructed. he sat on a chair and you inspected him, specifically the gash on his arm.
you concentrated and a golden glow spread from your hands as you held them over his arm. the gash healed quickly, “any where else?” you asked.
Steve shook his head, “i dont think so.” he paused, “i know you still have a lot of work to do here but i was thinking after your shift we could go out or something? i think the others mentioned Shwarma or something.”