"If you come back at all," Steve says flatly.

The ship is kinda failing, after all. Not like they can depend on all the usual functions to just like... you know, keep functioning. Who's to say it doesn't start with no more restaurants and end with no more resurrections?

"Start with the smaller weights," he says, gesturing towards the rack of smaller dumbbells against the far wall. "Work your way up. And remember it takes time."