Steve shrugged. "Not being my fault doesn't mean I don't feel bad. If nothing else I convinced you to push the button."

Not that that really answered the question and he wasn't quite sure he wanted to ask it. He actually walked a few more steps before he gave up the fight. "Fell into what?" He didn't think, some how, 'the size of my ego' was it. Not that the kid wasn't drop dead gorgeous or that Steve wasn't noticing, but his frame of reference was limited.