A child could have blocked the man. He telegraphed everything long before he made a move. Steve, by comparison, barely shifted. And yet his hand was there to catch that fist with no apparent effort at all. He didn't even rock at the force of the blow. Steve did, however, turn to slowly meet the man's eyes as he tightened his fingers, increasing the pressure and cementing his hold. It would hurt soon, and there was no chance that hand was being yanked back until he was good and ready to let go.

"You know, I didn't think you were that dumb. I mean, you look that stupid, but I was giving you the benefit of the doubt. Seems like I made a mistake." Steve was deadpan and calm, but he wouldn't stay that way long. Not if the idiot opened his mouth with anything but an apology.