Steve had been walking past the front entrance hall when he became aware of the presence inside. He paused. He'd been avoiding the front entrance ever since Michael, but the man seemed to be gone and Steve's attention was pulled.
He stopped and turned back.
"Bruce?" he let out the syllable, almost unbelieving. He moved back into the room, checking behind the counter quickly, but there was nobody there. "Hey! Hey, are you alright?" He didn't know what the other man had come in from, or how long he'd been there. But it was a familiar face and Steve's natural concern about others never hesitated.