There's a brief blink at being addressed so informally, which is at once mildly startling and deeply touching, but he nods, then realizes how little help that is. "I can get us back there, and then back here again, if need be." He's going to need some rest, after, but he can do it. Ordinarily it really wouldn't be much to ask, but he's over-exerting himself daily, not necessarily magically so much as in every other way.

He pats Steve's arm lightly before he goes, almost maternally, and it shouldn't take him too long to ask around the medical tents for any sightings of the spider boys.

Unfortunately what he returns with is no real news at all, since they haven't been sighted there in days. The only good he can do now is to ferry people back and forth between here and Steve's safehouse. "I'm sorry, no sightings in medical."