Steve realized he had become used to the relative anonymity the Nexus offered only when referred to by his title. After all, the only ones who had called him Captain or so much as knew his name before he spoke it himself had been those he had met and known personally before he had come to stay in that strange hub between worlds. While it was nothing he regretted, or even felt guilty over for having forgotten what it was like to be known by his face before he introduced himself, it was a small recognition he had not expected in speaking to a strange young woman he found crying in a hallway.

He did, however, feel a pang of sympathy for the woman, one side of his mouth ticking up in a hint of a smile. "You don't have to apologize, Miss. I was the one sticking my nose into someone else's business."

He had not wanted to interrupt her for the sake of interrupting, but it just wasn't in him to have walked past her or ignored what had rang so clearly as someone in distress. He regretted that his presence embarrassed her, that having been almost the exact opposite of his goal, but he could not help but continue towards her and stop an easy distance away. "You can tell me to leave you alone, if you want. I won't take any offense, I promise." After a pause, he added, "But if you want to talk, I'm a pretty good listener. Sometimes it helps to talk."