Steve stared down at the kid, studying him as the drink was made. He didn't speak immediately, absently pulling the glass close to Yoon and plucking one of the kiwi slices off to eat. He chewed quietly and swallowed before he finally said something.

"I told you we could work on that. You'll never be me, but we can make you a lot better than what you are now. Drink your drink. Even if you're just running away, we can make you an expert at that. Not everyone can fight fair. We can teach you weapons."