"I did something similar, down to going down with an enemy ship for a greater good and knowing I was going to die doing it. I was good with dying doing it. Waking up seventy years later, I didn't handle so gracefully. It's a lot easier to die with honor than live with it."

He's just throwing that out there, and not because he's looking for a reaction. Rather, he's worried about this guy and when Steve can't be anything else, or do anything else, he can provide a pretty good point of stability for others. Hell, trying to help others is part of what shores up his own foundations.

"I'm still going to do what I can to get your physical needs met and see if we can find somewhere for you to spend some downtime. No promises - I can't control what anyone else does, but right now choosing our battles as much as we can is the name of the game. If I can keep from walking you from one fight straight into another."

He's... worried. Might be projecting some, but the worry isn't that complicated. It's just sincere compassion. "Jet and the three people on it are probably going to push it." Then again with the ear piece and "Fifteen minute warning," to Sam.