Being unfrozen after seventy years gave Steve a whole new level on the odd scale and after dealing with aliens along with a whole host of other things, not as much surprised him anymore. At least, until Sam started to change back from the wolf into his human form. The sudden onslaught and the sounds surprised him do much he froze on his side of the couch, only snapping out of it at the sound of Sam's voice speaking to him.

What?

Blinking a few times, Steve managed to climb to his feet, tilting his head away from Sam in his current state of undress. "Right, yes," he croaked out, making his way into the kitchen to do just that. He returned a few moments later, setting the coffee mug on the table. "I think we have some talking to do here."