[Sam's an early riser, but Steve is somehow an even earlier riser. Sam can't even be mad. Predawn runs for Sam really only happen after a bad night, like the night before the morning he'd met Steve, and since having Steve around the bad nights happen less and less often. He gets up after Steve's been out of the house for a while, finds the note, goes for a much shorter run himself, leaving enough time to shower and start making an eight-million-egg omelette for Steve and a much more reasonably-sized omelette for himself.]
Hey.
[He doesn't look up from where he's flipping the omelette until he catches the tautness in Steve's tone, and then he switches off the heat, frowning a little. Something's wrong, but it isn't related to Barnes, Sam is fairly sure. Steve always goes a little Captain-y when they stumble upon leads, and this is anything but.]
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Hey.
[He doesn't look up from where he's flipping the omelette until he catches the tautness in Steve's tone, and then he switches off the heat, frowning a little. Something's wrong, but it isn't related to Barnes, Sam is fairly sure. Steve always goes a little Captain-y when they stumble upon leads, and this is anything but.]
Sure, man. What's on your mind?