Steve blinked. And blinked again. "Doc?" This was an old woman. An old woman. He remembered the Doctor giving her age as 900, but she always looked young. Either this was a different regeneration, or Steve had gotten her far into the future.
"Grandson?" Now, he remembered something about a boy named Susan. This must be the boy. Her grandson?
His manners kicked in, if belatedly. "Sorry, ma'am. Yes, ma'am. But... this is something of a restricted facility. I can't guarantee his safety." Though, if the boy was left in his charge, Steve would die trying to do just that.
He sort of wished he wasn't in uniform right now. 'Spangly' didn't make the right sort of impression.