I like my work better. But it's certainly got a creative zeal to it.

[ That comes with a little hand gesture, of course. And he's still enthusiastic. It's all interesting and new and G-ddammit, it's Steve. Steve's here and talking to him and smiling at him and it doesn't matter what the blasted weather around here is doing, because he's here, living and breathing. He could ask for more, and he has, but it seems that's what he's going to get. He's still pretty pleased with it. ]

How's it treating you? No aches on those wings, given the size? How do the muscles work on those, exactly? Are they hooked onto your normal shoulder muscles or is there an entire new group there to support the weight and the function?

[ And if he's stepping forward to look with absolutely no concern for personal space, well, maybe it's his way of making Steve feel better and maybe it's his own curiousity. Will he ever tell? Absolutely not. Howard can talk a mile a minute and keep every bit of what he thinks or feels to himself and that's exactly how he likes it. ]