"Yeah... I don't know why all the nice guys seem to like me." He's-- not that great of a guy, in his opinion.

But for now, he just listens to Steve talk, rubs his hand up over the other's back in what he hopes is a soothing motion. "That sounds amazing... I'm glad you got to see that world."

Or is that wrong? It's probably a little on the bittersweet side, considering it wasn't his own world. It wasn't a version he'd probably get to go to.

When he falls silent, he shifts a little bit, sits back enough to bring a hand up to brush over Steve's cheek, collecting any other tears left behind. "Hey-- like you said. We'll get back, right? We'll get out of this place... and until then, at least we've still got the memories. They can't take those away, or ruin them."