Well, Rumlow did come from a place where certain types of people thought that they could disobey orders and often times they were strong enough and skilled enough to make the difference in a tight situation. That was the rule they played by, but in general, he respected those that kept the order unless it was going to cost way more lives than it should. Then he would question the order. He had a right to know why he was throwing his life down.

"This person was someone I considered my equal, but apparently, they likely never saw it that way," he replied and leaned his cheek on his hand, looking as casual as ever about the whole story. It bothered him though. Carter had been someone that he had automatically respected and that was difficult for him. Hell, he respected her more than he respected Rogers.

"It wasn't meant to be. I'm used to it; my manner isn't easy for some people to swallow and I get it." He considered helping out with the clinic, offer to be the muscle again and assist with some aspects of patient care, but it was likely to cause a scene and he wasn't interested in that.