"Oh. Yeah. If you'll-" He gestures and leads the way up the stairs, keeping his head ducked low and trying very, very hard not to flail. "He's a bit like his father that way. Tony is, I mean. Howard - the older Mr. Stark - he always made time for... you know. Colonel Phillips used to say he didn't make time for women, he made time for work."

Steve makes a helpless little gesture, ambling down one of the soaring wings of the mansion to a hall labeled "GUESTS" in five different language. "Oh. I guess- JARVIS? Which room is-"

One of the doors half-way down the hall swings open. "And that... would be it. I'll wait out here, if that's all right. Just. Let me know when you're ready to talk."