Steve gave a nod at the words about the lack of bandaging on Artie. "It seems like the most logical conclusion is we were allowed to do what we do and find a way to stop the sickness." When she started speaking of trying to remember when she had gone back and then the catch in her voice, he moved and wrapped an arm around her shoulder.
"Where there's a will there's a way, right?" he asked, his voice soft. "Even if we don't remember exact details in going back, maybe we get a feeling like Pete does that helps us on what we can do to fix it." He squeezed her shoulder much like a brother would. "And while it sucks to high hell, at least we aren't alone here. There's you, me, Myka, and HG and her mini-me here. We all are worried about how things will get fixed back home. I know I am."
Steve leaned forward and read the interview. By the end he set his jaw and narrowed his eyes. "Would it be wrong of me to say I'd like to punch that man in the face?"