[Steve has received compliments, at least a handful of times, in his life, but now more frequently on the Barge. He's still not used to it. It's nice to see dedicated hair care routine get its due, at least.]

Thank you, that's... kind of you. [He resists, barely, saying 'mighty kind'. The cowboy-speak was too easy to pick up on. The words he does say are casual, even with a half smirk.] You're not so bad yourself, y'know. Well... of course you would know, I think. Given where you were... before here.

[He trails off, realizing he actually doesn't know too much about that place, only vague assumptions and theories.] ...Er, right so what I was thinkin' is that who that man was, at least in terms of his skills, is still buried...somewhere...inside your mind. We just need a way to access it. If thats possible.