@-StarkReality
Stark admitting he needed help ? This was a red flag. A flag as red as his blood. Steven crouched down in front of the other man. Although his face was blank, his mind buzzed with possibilities of helping the other. He took off his leather jacket, before crumpling it up into a messy ball and pressing it against the wound in Stark's abdomen. "How'd it happen," he demanded to know, eyes flicking up to the other.