"No, no, I..." He looked at Natasha desperately. He didn't know what to do. Didn't know what he could do. They were out there, looking for him. But Steve was coming.

Finally he swallowed, tasting blood in his mouth from his bitten lip and said, voice shaking, "Tell me what to do. I-I don't know... what to do." He stared at er with side eyes.