There's no way she's going to catch him, and that's fine; to anyone else on this path, her pace probably looks reckless, and this is the first time she's done this. Steve, though -- Steve has probably been up and down this mountain more times than she would care to count. High enough, hard enough for a good workout, with that knockout of a view at the top, laying Hawaii and the ocean out to be surveyed.

So she's not surprised to see him attack the path with his full weight, with zero regard for caution. It's not how he operates. Caution has never been Steve's strong point; that's for the people on his team, and the ones he protects. He's the one who throws himself off the building, down the mountain, into the water.

So he'll hit the bottom before her, so what? She's not doing so badly herself, taking steps quick and neat, giving at the knees, trusting her muscles to keep springing back, and not give in.

Down, down. To the bridge that's rapidly reappearing, faster now with gravity on their side than when they were climbing up to meet it.