He wasn't seeing a problem with feeling good, since he was apparently encouraged to do so after so much pain and neglect at the hands of HYDRA. Yet, the indication that such stimulation would have moved them to sex, he lifted his head again, narrowly avoiding cracking Steve in the face. He knew what sex was, there was even a few shards of memories of kissing in his mind, the soft laughter of breathless exploration. Odd that he should have those. "You want to have sex with me?" If they were going to be awkward, they may as well sink the ship entirely or turn Steve permanently into a tomato.

He didn't remember sulking, though no doubt it had happened. Steve always kept up with those changes of expressions in him. He hummed and bowed his head more. "I suppose if you know me best and I know you best, we can tell each other everything."