Steve's mind raced at her comment of having no boyfriend. Of course he was oblivious to women still, so he wasn't thinking of her not having any guy friends. he was smart, and thought quickly, but that didn't help now. They kept climbing, and soon found himself alone with Sharon Carter. His heart beat started going faster, ringing in his ears as she kept going up, and then towards the window. Steve stood a bit behind her, his hands in his pockets. Her words made him feel strong. "My parents came from Ireland... My mom was pregnant with me, and they knew that the place they called home wasn't going to be good enough for me... So they moved out, got on a boat, and sailed here. the first thing they saw in the United States was Lady Liberty." He didn't know why he was telling this story. It sounded happy at first, but then ended up becoming a... soap opera? That's what they're called right? Steve was still new to the television thing.

"I've traveled many places, helping people against many bullies... No where will ever be as great as here." Steve obviously loved his country. He loved the people in it, the kids playing baseball on the street, and honest father that goes home to his wife and kids, the homeless man who had a tough break, but hasn't lost hope...the Beautiful blonde that was with him at this spot... He couldn't care less about politics, or the government, even S.H.I.E.L.D. He will do his absolute best to do the right thing for anyone who needs help, but in this day and age, what was right, and what was wrong? 

He walked a bit closer to take in the view, looking at the New York skyline, the ocean, and Sharon. He let out a whistle, not knowing if it was because of the view, or the circumstances that he was here. "I never get tired of the sight..."