If she never saw that look in his eyes again, at least in regards to her and Steve Rogers, it would still be too soon. She meets it with something wry in her own, her fingers rubbing fretfully against each other, before she shakes back her hair and comes into view, smiling at Steve's hologram.

It's easy to smile at him, especially when he looks so happy to see her. "You guys aren't rid of me yet," she says, teasing, and he laughs.

"It's good to see you, Sharon. You got out okay?"

"I got out fine. No problems." She doesn't know if Steve is seeing them from the waist up or not, but she keeps her hands low as they twist together. Her own smile is warm. "It's good to see you too. Pretty sure that beard's not regulation, though."

He chuckles and strokes his chin a little self-consciously. "Well, neither am I, these days."