[ Steve doesn't know enough about it to say anything else, but he wants to say he would've insisted, even if they hadn't tried to take him. If they wouldn't have, then he would have torn the place to the ground, instead.

He tilts his head back a moment, knocking it against some cabinets, sighing. ]

I'm asking. [ He's not pleading, he's not ordering, he's asking. ] It'll come out eventually, either way. Someone else will talk, or if we - [ And there, he stops, flinching away from himself. His head hangs a moment, shame heavy and thick in his stomach, twisting into knots. ] I know it'll be betraying your confidence, but it'd happen.