Steve unfolds themselves -almost quite literally- and stands. It's only the span of a blink before they're leaning in close with eyes alight in curiosity.

"I know...you've a...bite to you. A favor is a powerful thing. I wonder...would you bite the hand that feeds you, Hunter?" The air around the roof suddenly seems thinner, the air like walls crowding in around them as they smile wide. "What if I asked you or the Warden's head?"