Anger ripples under Steve's skin at the thought that Viatorus' own family would judge him rather than help one of their own while he's so clearly suffering. He nods to Runa and gets up.

"Just a moment, alright?" It's not the same, the suit he owns now. Not the same as the hand me down two piece he wore despite it not fitting him when he was small. But Steve isn't that scrawny guy anymore so he'll have to make do as best he can. He brushes his hair down the way he used to wear it once he's dressed and comes back out for Runa to get a look at him. It's as close as Steve can look to the wisp of a man he used to be.

Maybe he'll find comfort in it. Steve doesn't know.

"I'm ready to go when you are."