The touch immediately and visibly calms him, even as he reaches out to take the cookies from Steve's hand, a quizzical look splashed over his features. "How did you..." Maybe he doesn't know, at least consciously. Or maybe he had just googled it -- is that little nugget of information even online? Somehow he's sure his crazier fans must know about his Celiac disease. He shakes his head to clear the thoughts, it doesn't matter. Maybe he just felt like making GF cookies, he should probably stop reading into every tiny thing if he wants Steve to stick around.
"I mean -- thanks. They look great." He offers a wobbly little smile in gratitude, moving towards the kitchen so Steve will hopefully take the cue and follow. "Um. Do you want anything to drink? Beer or... anything?" He forgets entirely to introduce Pepper as he moves towards the fridge to gather whatever Steve's heart desires, and also set the cookies down. Oh well, she's very capable of navigating her way through social situations, unlike him.
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Date: 2016-10-07 11:46 pm (UTC)"I mean -- thanks. They look great." He offers a wobbly little smile in gratitude, moving towards the kitchen so Steve will hopefully take the cue and follow. "Um. Do you want anything to drink? Beer or... anything?" He forgets entirely to introduce Pepper as he moves towards the fridge to gather whatever Steve's heart desires, and also set the cookies down. Oh well, she's very capable of navigating her way through social situations, unlike him.