He relented when Steve wasn't about to bolt out the doorway and have an asthma attack on the street. He respected that something was wrong, and he also respected that he was going to find out what that was because he had never bothered to keep secrets from Steve and vice versa. That was just the way they worked. Honesty was their only policy aside from teasing each other.

He trailed after his little friend towards the couch and was a bit alarmed to see Steve sit down like that. He shifted and seated himself in the chair nearby, absently buttoning up the rest of his shirt before frowning at the admittance. "Okay, that's fine. Is that what the problem is?"