[At the sound of his own name spoken from the other man's mouth, Steve smiles wryly. The next part confirms the rest, and Steve leans back, sizing up the man that shares his name. There's a quiet wariness in his look, a slight judgment, but he's not unfriendly.]
Not unless someone mixed up their paperwork.
[He offers his hand, apparently satisfied by whatever he finds in Steve.]
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Not unless someone mixed up their paperwork.
[He offers his hand, apparently satisfied by whatever he finds in Steve.]