Steve noted that Connor seemed to be getting over something, and in that reflection he passingly thought of how he was all but incapable of becoming sick himself. It was certainly not something that he missed, especially growing up so sickly as he had, but every once in a while in situations like this his status as a super-soldier had the effect of making him feel a little less.. or more.. than human.
"Good morning", he replied, reaching out to shake the hand of the younger man. His own first impression was that Connor seemed to carry himself well, in addition to being polite.
Steve made a sweeping gesture across the room where two upholstered chairs sat across from one another before a hearth. There was no fire within it now, but of all the places in the mansion Steve figured it would be the most comfortable place to sit down and talk.
"Thank you for coming, Mister Hawke. If you would care to sit down we can talk about the Avengers and I can answer any questions or concerns you may have."