"The doctor prescribed some pills." He scowled a bit, looking over at the other man. "Then working usually drove me to exhaustion. So I slept then." He paused for a brief moment, folding his arms in front of his chest. "I keep on waking up at night. I keep on picturing...everything." He was slowly starting to remember everything that he had done under Loki's command. He knew it wasn't something he linger over.

He tried not to laugh, shaking his head. "Well, I'm glad I'll keep the reigning title of being a pain in your ass." There was a certain level in the official titles he carried. But the one that was jokingly between the both of them was something he cherished. He didn't have relationships like this growing up. Nothing that seemed so... permanent. Regardless of the Avengers. Nat and Phil were part of his family. "I could still annoy you. Sleep and healed or not."