Rachel Gatina

Steve's sitting on the couch in front of the screen as the reel comes to a close, leaning forward to prop his elbows on his knees before he runs his hands over his face. When Danny enters all of a sudden, he quickly rises to his feet, turning around to block the screen from view, one hand notching at his hip as the other scratches at the back of his neck.

"Yeah, sorry, sort of lost track of time," he admits, barely meeting Danny's gaze before glancing away.