Howard, right? That was Tony's dad. [ And one of Steve's friends, if not now then in the near future - Steve's future - but all Sam knows about those days of Steve's life is what Steve'd told him and what Tony occasionally rambled about.
It's easier to take an apology for that than it would be for any kind of guilt, because Sam's sorry about that, too. And it's somehow easier to explain the memory he hadn't meant to put out there, maybe because it is already out there. ] I thought I still could. Even with... everything, I still did. He came wanting some information that no one else was getting out of me, said he believed us and promised he wouldn't tell anyone and he'd use it as a friend. I dunno if he played me or keeping his word didn't mean much when it came down to it, but- [ He shakes his head, rolling his shoulders as if he's trying to shrug it off. ] Guess they'd probably say the same thing about us.
[ He looks up, shooting Steve a small smile. ] Thanks, man. For - for listening, for giving me a chance.
[ Howard Stark's son a superhero. The portrait from Sam's head showed a guy that looked to be in his forties or fifties.
He doesn't bother trying to spend much time processing that part. ]
For what it's worth, I would've made the same call. [ Trusting a teammate and a friend. Can't fault him for that decision, and Sam shouldn't fault himself for it. He meets the other man's gaze, offering his own smile, faint and lopsided and warm. ]
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It's easier to take an apology for that than it would be for any kind of guilt, because Sam's sorry about that, too. And it's somehow easier to explain the memory he hadn't meant to put out there, maybe because it is already out there. ] I thought I still could. Even with... everything, I still did. He came wanting some information that no one else was getting out of me, said he believed us and promised he wouldn't tell anyone and he'd use it as a friend. I dunno if he played me or keeping his word didn't mean much when it came down to it, but- [ He shakes his head, rolling his shoulders as if he's trying to shrug it off. ] Guess they'd probably say the same thing about us.
[ He looks up, shooting Steve a small smile. ] Thanks, man. For - for listening, for giving me a chance.
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He doesn't bother trying to spend much time processing that part. ]
For what it's worth, I would've made the same call. [ Trusting a teammate and a friend. Can't fault him for that decision, and Sam shouldn't fault himself for it. He meets the other man's gaze, offering his own smile, faint and lopsided and warm. ]
Anytime.
[ He's the one that should be thanking Sam. ]