Steve's pretty silent on the way back, but not in a way that implies any kind of discomfort or awkwardness. In truth the quiet, getting the food and carrying it back to the apartment provides a little bit of a reprieve for him. He can lay down a speech when he needs to, but he's a long way from Tony levels of verbose.

He pays attention to where they are and the apartment on a tactical level - where it is, who's around, what kind of activity level there is - but he's not uncomfortable with the place. He's spent more time in places like it than anywhere like Stark Tower or the Avengers Tower, by a lot.

Still sad, but it's sad for reasons than have more to do with Clint than the place.

Inside he starts unloading the food he'd been carrying onto the table, alongside Clint. "It upset me because you didn't tell me you were going." He pauses, then looks up. "Actually it scared the hell out of me." Direct on that one. "It left me filling in gaps on why, besides not wanting a chance that somebody might be able to stop you. Best case scenario I could figure out for you going and not saying anything was that you were pissed off. Worst was that you were going off to die."

Then the activity he'd been tracking toward Clint? Not exactly reassuring.