"You're good at it. Having very tall people around helps a LOT sometimes." Steve's been the very tall person in groups now, but there's a part of him that still feels like the short kid from Brooklyn sometimes. The short and awkward kid from Brooklyn, actually. "Hey, I don't think perfectly falls into it, considering. You guys putting all this together's fantastic."
Steve does feel a little underdressed, considering they'd been supposedly going to go for a run. Enough of his regular stuff was left over at Clint's from when he'd stayed over a few nights after his surgery that he was able to slip into jeans and pop a regular shirt over the tshirt he'd been wearing, but it's nothing fancy or anything, which is a LITTLE awkward, even though other people there aren't all dressed up either.
"Aww that's amazing of you." Steve smiles. "They'll really appreciate it, thanks. I try to stop by as often as I can. I was that kid most of my life, you know? We didn't have a lot of places like it then, and it's kind of boring to get stuck inside because you can't play ball with the other kids, you know?"
And the question about the other things has him nodding. "Actually, yeah, that's one of those things sort of. I don't know what you know about...I fought in a war and there's a lot of movies about it, but you never know how far they might go with some of it. I get memories, sometimes, really vivid ones, and I keep hoping they won't happen in front of people. Kind of awkward to explain. Some stuff's far away enough it doesn't matter much, but then there're things that get closer. I'm really not happy about those. Keep hoping I don't shove someone in front of me to the ground if there're explosions on screen. Weirdly, the real life stuff we do? It doesn't bother me like that. Not the same way, at least."