"I kind of got that. Howard had a son, jesus. I never would have imagined it." He shook his head then leaned sideways against Steve. "I get the feeling he was responsible for this," and touched the collar. "Wouldn't have picked Howard's son to be a kinky bastard. He still around?" He looked up at Steve, "Can't imagine he's not still around, the stubborn bastard."

He rested his head on Steve's shoulder, not really having any fear of being seen basically touching Steve.