If Cao Pi has found that particular memory stone, he certainly hasn't shared it, so talking is the best they can get. Soldat leans back against the counter, disentangles their fingers from the now-mangled dish towel, wonders vaguely how that happened because they don't remember the metal hand doing that. "I didn't. I hadn't put together that the target was Steve. He was just some. Weird asshole who said that name and scared the shit out of me." Which sounds really dumb now that they say it out loud, Christ.