[ When they enter the infirmary it's a relief to see that they have some sort of organizational system for keeping track of survivors, as well as those who are still unaccounted for. Steve doesn't know how well the system will work with numbers of dead this high. It's probably going to be a few weeks until they really have a sense for it.

He glances over at the man where he's taken a seat, and it's clear from his face that it's hitting him all at once. A bone-deep exhaustion seems to deepen the lines in his face, but there's adrenaline that has his eyes darting around, still bright.

When Claude steps over to quietly let him know that he's going to stay here with him, Steve is quick to agree with a nod. ] I think that's for the best. And you don't need to thank me. Like we told him, we're all out here just trying to do what he can.

[ Which means that he's probably better served searching more half-collapsed buildings for other people like this guy they've just brought to safety. Steve gives Claude a quick clap on the shoulder. ] I'll see you around. Don't push yourself past the point of exhaustion, all right? You won't do anyone any good that way.

[ With those parting words, he gives the survivor a quick acknowledgment and then heads out to see if there's anything else he can do before the city is completely shrouded in darkness. ]