He sighed, resisting the urge to rub his forehead; it was clear that Steve was going to follow him around regardless and now that he had acted out against his masters, there was no turning back. His limited remembered experience with his own kind left him watching as the blond prepared to follow him into unknown danger without even considering or caring for the consequences. It was a loyalty that he couldn't say that he deserved and yet he was warming to the idea.

"I don't enter the water or interact with my own kind often," he agreed because he recognized the life of danger in the sea but didn't put much stock into it. He blinked much the same at the question, tilting his head to the side as he considered the question. That was... not something that he ever had to worry about. "Steve, I'm... well, to be honest, they don't exactly call me anything but 'Soldier', and I don't... remember the name my mother gave me."