[Barton claps his hand onto Rogers's shoulder, so they both break his fall. After a moment of catching his breath, he returns to upright position.]

Should probably put some Bactine on it.

[Gives Rogers his nearest equivalent of a grin. Then it falls and he tightens his grip pointedly on the other's shoulder]

Just a knife, I think, but listen; if any of the mumbo jumbo I know is actually true, you'll off me if I start turning into one of those, right? I don't like watching my body do things while I'm not in charge.