Rogers tries to find some happy medium between watching Winter as he decides and not making the guy feel like he's being stared down into a decision. He may or may not succeed, but in the end, when Winter sits down and presses his feet against his leg... it's honestly a lot more than he'd tried to anticipate. It doesn't matter if it's great or not - it's nice. It's something.

It's better than finding Winter in their closet.

He offers Winter a broad smile and carefully settles his hand onto his own thigh, pinky almost touching his toes but not quite, and just... relaxes into the couch, hoping Winter will be able to do the same. "We're really making this a home," he says, softly, meaning more than just the kitchen cabinets.