"Well, that's fair warning for one," Sam replied, glancing over to where Steve was watching with his personal brand of dry amusement. One of the most important save for his family. The thought of them made him sober a bit. He hadn't told his family who had a long and strong tradition of impressive bonds about his own. Classified for one and the second-? How was he supposed to explain?

They'd want to meet him, know him, make him a part of the family and at this immediate moment he's really not sure how to mesh both parts of his life with limited bloodshed.

And he'd honestly kill the man if he did anything to his family. Bond or no bond.

There'd been a hint of a smirk on Sam's lips until that train of thought, by the time Rumlow gave him his age it had faded. He whistled though. Not too far off from what he'd estimated. "People offered to give it to me. Turned them down. Didn't want to get too attached."

For a severe bit of irony.