[come on sam, you have the (mis)fortune of knowing steve rogers better than most, which means you already know the answer to that question. he hesitates at the offered gun before accepting it. it just doesn't have the same familiar weight to it, and the only option it gives him is pulling the trigger. he doesn't regret that he gave up the shield, he regrets that he had to.]

I wouldn't worry too much about the teeth. [steve smirks in the other man's direction, and that's always a bad sign.] I'm the bigger mouthful here. They'll go straight for me. Just make sure you take them down when they do.