He shifted, suddenly uncertain that he might have pushed Steve's frail body too far with his actions, but his friend was awake and responding to him. He didn't like the way that Steve was breathing though, and he curled his arms protectively around his friend's back. He was also aware of the warm wetness that was drying on his hand and between their bodies.

"I... yes, I am. Are you okay with me calling you that?" He stroked metal hand up and down Steve's back in a hopeful attempt to soothe his friend's breathing. He impulsively leaned his head down so that he bury his nose into Steve's hair and sighed. "I'm... sorry if I was hard on you."