Steve hadn't been aware of the frown twisting his face up to an almost unrecognisable degree, but he could feel it relax and a smile take it's place when Gracie entered the compartment. He had expected a big smile in return, and was confused for a moment, until he remembered...
"Graceface, it's me," he said hopefully. Steve went to stand up, to move toward his friend, but the ceiling was much closer than he had remembered and he banged his head off of the luggage rack.