Steve, with no idea that his attempt at looking calmly understanding does nothing to relieve the stricken agony in his face, nods.

"Okay," he says. It's not, but it's information he needs. Information they can work with. It's a start. "I'll remember. I won't push you on it, Buck."

He huffs a long, rueful breath. "But you know it's not going to stop me – or Sharon, or the others – from wanting things for you, right?"