[Stop being so perfect, Steve! He huffs a tiny almost admiring laugh as he follows Steve into the apartment and puts the bag of ingredients down onto his kitchen counter. The whole place still looks pretty bare, the new and empty look of someone just moving in.]
You're a real punk, did anyone ever tell you that? Doesn't anything phase you?
[Teasing his words might be, but there's a slight hope and warmth in his eyes that says he's grateful for it. For someone giving him some hope he can have this again.]
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You're a real punk, did anyone ever tell you that? Doesn't anything phase you?
[Teasing his words might be, but there's a slight hope and warmth in his eyes that says he's grateful for it. For someone giving him some hope he can have this again.]