( There's a rant on the tip of his tongue, but usually it's one he has more of an audience for. When it's just Steve here, it doesn't feel quite as important, and there's no one around who would agree with him, so what' the point? Besides, he can't deny the fact that while he personally hates sports and everything it stands for, it does give him an excuse to sneak into games without anyone noticing and spy on some of the guys in their tight shorts and -- )

Yeah, yeah, yeah, I get it. Can't have that, the Tigers needs you. Rawr. ( He makes a gesture with his hand, fingers curled to look like a claw as he swiped at the air. )

Well, if you want an open mind, you've come to the right place. Looks more like you need to just take a few minutes to chill out though more than anything else. The look he gives Steve is one of concern as he flicks his eyes up and down the guy. ( This is nothing like the carefree asshole he's gotten used to roaming the halls like he owned the place. What could have possibly happened to make this change seemingly overnight? ) Anyway, I'm not about to leave you hanging, so you skip, I skip.