Steve remembered the chair from Bucky's memories and almost punches himself for being so stupid. Of course no medical attention. Still...

Steve jogs a little to walk closer to the man's peripheral vision. "I'd be the one helping you out," he clarifies, thanking God for the first time that he was so small. "Just in case you decide you do want it. Got no powers or anything like that. Sooner have an asthma attack than be able to hurt ya..."