"You have gotta stop with the questions," Steve says, mildly exasperated, but sits down and picks up his fork.

Sweet eggs are weird, but Steve's eaten weirder. Given to him in the form of MRE's.

"I don't even know what you find surprising or weird about that one. He's got his own stuff going on most of the time, but God of Thunder and Love or not, the team's mine. Why did you stop eating?"