"We are," Rogers says, and there's more of a smile on his face - and in his voice - now. It's good to hear Winter agree; he knows (hopes) things being hard the way they are right now is temporary, but it's still good to hear, in the end.

At the question, he blinks, then glances inside the cabinet and back out again. "Yeah. Actually, I can be done now." He pulls himself fully away from the cabinet and sets the tools down on the counter, sliding off carefully but still not approaching. "Should I come sit?" He thinks that's why Winter asked, but best to make sure.