"My boots aren't muddy," he retorted, blue eyes amused as he scans where he's been put down on the tower. Sometimes Steve just can't help himself. "Since I had such a helpful jet plane."

His attention flicks toward Tony at the 'hey Cap' so the older man gets the treat of seeing the trigger words activate. His eyes go blank, Steve melting away to be replaced by the Soldier, a living weapon. His whole stance changes subtly and he glances down at himself, frowning at the Stars & Stripes. Apparently, they let Steve start out today.

Flat, firm eyes moved back up to Tony. Any hint of Steve Rogers was gone. There was only a near silent, extremely deadly, assassin in his place. "Mission?" he asked in Russian. Same as always.