[Steve's face remains concerned and worried while he listens. Again, he thinks that Bucky is so resiliant, considering what he went through. What they know of what they went through.

He smiles a little at Rebecca's last comment, taking a sip of the last of his coffee that's left.]

Did he say how we met? I volunteer to teach art classes at the rec center. He was in the Emotional Wellness and Therapy Through the Arts class. I knew what I was getting into when I asked him out. Not a lot scares me, and I don't think anything about him ever could.

[Steve is already deeply smitten, here.]