Steve draws his arm to his side, then reaches out to touch the spot where he sank his fingers through Dorian's skin, a brief assurance that Dorian is back in one piece.

Do. What does he need Dorian to do.

Think.

"Peggy," he says. "Closest. She can help, find someone else who can."

He puts a hand against his side and tries to sit up again, fighting the press of gravity. Exertion sends fresh stains spreading around his injuries.