[When Yoon started talk, Steve fell silent so he could listen. He held the boy, trying to offer what comfort he could physically. It didn't seem like he'd done any good with his words.

The confessions cut him up. There was so much of his other self in Yoon he could barely stand it. Before the serum he'd felt all those things, suffered in similar ways, but he'd had a core of support that Yoon clearly lacked. It was what let him be as extroverted as he'd managed despite all his problems. But Yoon had had people tearing him down, over and over, for years. It was so painfully obvious what had happened and Steve just wanted to hurt the ones who'd abused him. When he spoke again, he just hoped it would help.]


You're not wasting my time Yoon, not even a little. And I could teach you some stuff, about self defense. I can teach you cooking although I'm still pretty bad at baking. I can show you how to take care of the animals in the basement. I can't help with anything back home while we're here, but I can be there for you now.