She seems very thoughtful. It hasn't escaped Steve's notice that she's doing her best to acclimate Viatorus to her presence while also not demanding anything from him. He wonders if Viatorus has noticed how careful she's being about her boundaries. It's quite different to the women who used to hang all over Bucky when they'd go on those dates. Or, well, 'dates' in Steve's case, since Bucky was the only one who ever wanted him there for them.

"Well, likely much different than the New York on your television. There weren't so many lights, for one. And the kinds of folks they considered to be 'outsiders' were different. My folks were Irish immigrants so we lived in the poorer parts of Brooklyn with our own community. I..uhm...here."

Steve reaches into his jacket pocket and withdraws a small leather bound notebook which he passes over to Ingirun. Inside is full of sketches of his home, family, and friends.