"Steve," the Soldier answers hoarsely. It blinks again, eyes burning a little, and reaches up with the flesh hand to wipe at the tears starting to fall. It's so overwhelming. Not bad-- absolutely not bad-- but the feeling. It's as strong as fear ever was. "His name was Steve. I... never thought I could. Did. Feel like that. About anyone." It's kind of like what it feels about Misty and Scarlett, and a little like how it feels about Crowley and Eleven, but so much more than both those feelings.