Sean perks right up as Steve suggests they try learn knitting together. He's been trying not to read too much into any of this, since Steve's just been a gym buddy until now, and the promise of hopefully hanging out when he's in town is something for the future - and Sean knows how busy people can be. Even really nice people get busy, and Steve Rogers is a really nice, really busy person. The world can't save itself all the time.

"Absolutely! Oh, there's these fellows who offer all kinds of these sorta- god what's the word for it, it's like- I can't think of it, it'll come to me later, but you can sign up and they teach you older skills and stuff, like canning and knitting, and woodworking. I've been thinking about asking for the name of the place again, since it seems like it'd be useful, y'know?" He grins at Steve. "I'm going to do that, and we could go to them. You might already know some of that stuff, but that's fine, you can show up everyone by being the best canner there."

The train slows as it enters the station, chiming as they reach the stop. He slips his hand out of the strap and heads out with Steve. "Or maybe I'll end up being great at that and I can smugly send Eliza peaches or whatever else people tend to can. Beans?"