He chuckled at the snapped reply, aware that aside from poking him or giving him those little shoves, Steve was not actually putting up resistance. He quickly snapped an arm around his friend's shoulders, gathering Steve to his side in a manly hug. "Don't be lippy, my friend. You don't last in tickle torture now any more than you did then."

Plans? Well, he wasn't fully dressed for one, but Steve was here so his state of half dress didn't matter to him anymore. "Probably keeping you out of trouble," he said as he finally let the other man go to wander back to his small bathroom to comb his hair. "Oh and I plan on interrogating you on what's up. No secrets between us, remember?"