"You don't have to tell me," says Steve, shaking his head. He's glad to hear it acknowledged nevertheless. Decades have come and gone since the song served as a call to arms for him, but hearing it still has as strong an effect on Steve as it ever did. To hear the anthem here feels strange and not the least bit disrespectful. He usually doesn't mind Darrow's mind games on a personal level, but this is different, reducing something of great importance to yet another parlor trick. "Doesn't sit quite right, does it?"