That compliment definitely made Steve flush, this time with true modesty. "I... didn't think I was that great," he tried to tease, though he didn't look exactly displeased, when Sam moved to tangle their legs together. Just because Steve had the stamina to get up and go several more times didn't mean he had to; he was pretty worn out, too, and while he knew they should shower, he didn't want to get up, either. They could shower in a little while. "Yeah... if you do, I will," he agreed, thinking just a little bit of sleep would be a nice reprieve from... well, himself. Sam had managed to clear his mind of all that worry. A part of him didn't want it back, just yet. "Thanks. For... uh, for letting me make things up to you." For the distraction.