"I read everything. Or listen to it," he says, making himself calm down again. It was a brief panic, but it was still a panic. But Steve is going to do it. He made a request (gave an order, practically) and it's being respected. It's almost always respected with Steve. And, frankly, with everyone else, the few times he's actually done it. It's so fucking weird.

"A lot of it is really boring," he allows, heart rate finally getting back to baseline. "But it's intel. Don't know if I can just skip the Admiral's notices." A thoughtful pause. "I can try."