She sighs out through her nose, eyes closing in a pained wince, because it hurts. It hurts to see him trying so hard.

Because he's so good. And he never sees it. "I know."

It's so much softer, and when she opens her eyes again, all the anger has faded into rueful understanding. He'd said it already: I can't be the one to break Steve's heart.

She gets it. Steve is his best friend. The one he'd do anything for. Give up anything for. The most important person in his world. She nods. "I know. I know what you have to do, what you're going to do, because you're you and Steve is your best friend. And you might not think it's important, but...I want to know. Because it matters to me.

"What do you want?"