Steve nods, just once to confirm his name, and extended his hand. "And you are?" He'd attempt to maintain some appearance of normalcy for the eyes that must be watching.

Not once in his new memories did he remember someone actually calling him by a full name — only past ones. But at the same time, the dreams already told him who he was: a boy desperately trying to become a hero.

It was the same thing Steve himself wanted, ages ago.