[ Steve chuckles. ]

It's okay. [ He shakes his head, his amusement edged with warmth; there isn't a bitter, offended bone in his body. ] It's okay, Bree. You didn't know. And honestly, it's bizarrely kind of nice, being recognized.

[ Being remembered, like maybe he had - at some point - made a small difference to someone's life. Even if it was only in a comic book. ]

I really didn't think I was going to miss it.