"Oh ah well. It's um . . . It's a little complicated." Steve gave a shrug and a sheepish grin, "I've met some . . . some um . . . other versions. Of you. Younger ones. You've all been really sweet too! So in a way I do know you, but not um . . . you you. If that makes sense?" Some people did ok with supernatural talk and magic. Some didn't. Steve just hoped Peter was ok with his crazy talk.

He lost the smile as confusion crossed his features, "Your fault? How could anything be your fault? You just got here Peter." Steve patted the man's shoulder, smiling again, "Really, I'm sure you're fine. I mean, as fine as any of us are."