He moves again and pain rips down his back, so he stops.

"Crispy," he says, then winces. "Sorry - I'm not... I know it wasn't your fault, I wasn't trying to make you feel guilty."

Steve sighs, deciding to try just turning his head and seeing how that goes. No excruciating pain, which is good, and at least now he can see her. "What about you?"

For some reason his focus skitters away from her when he says, "I'm sorry. That is didn't work the way you wanted."