"Oh! Oh, no, no, you're going to get a lot more than just a view. I mean, like- I was just cracking a joke about me looking good, but not exactly having a lot of other talents." He shoots a fingergun at Steve, saying about as delicately but directly as he can, "Call me an elevator, because as soon as the doors close, I'm going down. On you. In private, obviously."

"I love how it brings people together. I don't know what I'd do if I lived even twenty years ago and had to pay a fortune just to call my ma once a month. As it stands, I get international calling as part of my plan, and I can call her a couple of times a week." He digs his phone out and pulls his texts up, showing him one full of pictures and playful insults. "My younger brother texts me at all hours of the night with dumb stuff he sees online. And- oh! I should show you Eliza's store!"

A few more clicks, and he pulls up a little Etsy shop, full of homemade quilts. Sean scrolls down to find the listing he's looking for and shows it to Steve. There's a whole set of Avengers themed quilts for sale with everyone's associated logo. Sean stops on the one of Steve's shield. "She makes all kinds of quilts and pillows and stuff to sell online! It's her full time job these days, which is nice because I know how much she loves doing it."