Steve really has no idea about Howard, and he never will unless Tony chooses to say something. In his memory, Howard was a little reckless, but other than that, he'd been a friend. Someone who had helped him and Peggy when they'd needed it, even though he never had to. Of course, back then Howard was single, without kids. He changed, but Steve never got to see it.
Steve exhales a laugh, just a little from the amazement of the coincidence, when Tony says he broke his arm when he was ten. But he realizes immediately he should probably explain: "-I um, I also broke my arm when I was ten. Well- That's not true. A kid from school broke my arm. But I got into a lotta fights back then. It wasn't exactly ... unexpected." Said like he doesn't get into a lot of fights now. And Steve does his own kind of omitting too, to Tony's sake. Like the fact that half the reason he didn't die as a child was because Bucky would always come fight those kids alongside him.
"Just one of your bikes, huh?" he asks, as he reaches for one of Tony's hands and starts to shift his own body so that it's facing up. He stays in roughly the same spot though, because he likes the way it feels to have Tony's arm wrapped around his shoulders. "Why do I get the feeling that it's more than one?" But it's clear now too, that what Steve really wants to see are all those little scars on Tony's hands. He's holding one up now, over his face as he looks at Tony's hand in a way that he's never done before.
"All of these are from burns? Soldering?" he asks, lifting his eyes to look at Tony for a moment — for his answer — before Steve goes back to studying that hand again, his thumb brushing over some of the scars. And then, for a second, he places one of his own hands next to it for comparison, and Steve frowns. God. His hand looks like it's never seen a day's work before, and he closes it before he has to think about that any further.
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Steve exhales a laugh, just a little from the amazement of the coincidence, when Tony says he broke his arm when he was ten. But he realizes immediately he should probably explain: "-I um, I also broke my arm when I was ten. Well- That's not true. A kid from school broke my arm. But I got into a lotta fights back then. It wasn't exactly ... unexpected." Said like he doesn't get into a lot of fights now. And Steve does his own kind of omitting too, to Tony's sake. Like the fact that half the reason he didn't die as a child was because Bucky would always come fight those kids alongside him.
"Just one of your bikes, huh?" he asks, as he reaches for one of Tony's hands and starts to shift his own body so that it's facing up. He stays in roughly the same spot though, because he likes the way it feels to have Tony's arm wrapped around his shoulders. "Why do I get the feeling that it's more than one?" But it's clear now too, that what Steve really wants to see are all those little scars on Tony's hands. He's holding one up now, over his face as he looks at Tony's hand in a way that he's never done before.
"All of these are from burns? Soldering?" he asks, lifting his eyes to look at Tony for a moment — for his answer — before Steve goes back to studying that hand again, his thumb brushing over some of the scars. And then, for a second, he places one of his own hands next to it for comparison, and Steve frowns. God. His hand looks like it's never seen a day's work before, and he closes it before he has to think about that any further.