Taking the towel Steve absently dries his face and hands before running it over his hair as they talk. It ends up draped around his shoulders and forgotten about. As he's making himself marginally drier, his focus is completely on her, and then to the man she indicates. He's about to walk away, and does in fact take the first step in his eagerness, when she's speaking again.

"No, no I'm good," he says waving off any concern over his own well-being. "I really need to find them." Although there's not much he can do if they aren't here, but he's not ready to address that outcome yet.

A look back to Kira tells him that the other man is busy talking to someone else at the moment and while Steve wants his attention he knows he's not the only one concerned about loved ones. He may be impatient and not happy about it, but he has enough self-discipline to wait his turn. In the meantime his eyes keep flicking over the crowd. "Are you missing anyone? Did they all come through? There aren't many left back... Wherever we were."