[ It was on another scale, and to be honest, it's not something Steve can even put into words. How does he begin to explain what it was like during that time to someone who didn't live through it themselves?

Thankfully, he has Natasha now. He can turn to her when he needs someone else who gets it. ]

... You're right. [ He draws a deep breath into his lungs, then expels it. ] I'll make sure to talk to people, if I need it. You know Sam, he's not gonna let me get away with bottling anything up.

[ Hopefully that will give Stephen some peace of mind. Sam's trained in handling those who are suffering from PTSD, after all. Steve doesn't want to put that on the shoulders of a friend, but he knows that Sam will keep an eye on him as a matter of course. ]