Steve looks up at the sketches and nods. They're so sharp--these drawings. Detailed in some places and hazy in others. Desperately trying to preserve a place Steve thought only existed in his heart when he was stuck in the Nexus. Back then, he'd have given anything to go home.

Now that he's been back, he's not so sure what he gave up to get there.

"I drew those when I was still...before I was taken out of the Nexus. I grew up in Brooklyn. Wanted to make sure I had a piece of it with me, even when I was here."