"I can carry a whole lot more than that, trust me. I'm not..." Steve struggles for a moment on how to phrase it, what to say, that will make this make sense. There's no time for this though, so instead he sucks in a breath (the scent of blood is strong and Steve wishes so badly he was unused to it) and sets his gaze.

"They'll need you to file a report, in case there are more. Let's go." No arguments, no time to waste. It's not even technically a lie even if it's not the reason Steve wants to get Cricket out of here and back to the base where at least there are other people and some shelter from the cold.

He'll take Cricket and the injured would-be thief back to the base, straight for the Medical station.