The words spoken by Cyrus caused the young man to pause and think rather deeply about the offer being placed in front of him. This was an extremely important decision, after all, one that could not be so flippantly dismissed without some deeper thought on the idea of signing up to help the world. On one hand the idea of helping people had always been something that had been a core value to him. He had always jumped in when things looked bleak, regardless of how much the odds were stacked against him, and he had always been willing to make the big play to sacrifice himself to save others. That was just the sort of man that he was, the sort of man that would always prioritize others over himself even if it killed him.
On the other hand, he couldn't help, but feel an unusual pressure on himself at that very moment. Ever since Beijing he had been focusing so much on helping others that this unfamiliar pressure seemed to be almost foreign to him. The pressure of potential failure. Ever since he had almost killed the closest thing he could consider to a friend, he had tried his best to distance himself from fighting, or conflict. Instead focusing on building, restoring, and aiding people with non-combat methods. At first he had thought this was because of some kind of penance, working himself to the bone to make up for Beijing, but as he thought deeper on the subject matter with a new possibility to do some measure of good being placed in front of him on a global scale instead of a minor scale, he found himself shrinking away from it.
Normally, he would have jumped at this chance, and done whatever he could without a second thought about it, but now he, as he came to realize, had allowed fear to take root. The fear of failure, the fear of letting other's down had now began to poison the very core of who he was, and had began to cause massive doubts to spring up within him. Doubts that were currently in conflict with his desire to help people, not just those in front of him, but those all around the world. He glanced at Cyrus, the both of them had so much in common, but he doubted he felt the sinking feeling of fear being wrapped around his throat. What if he couldn't live up to Cyrus' expectations of him? What if he couldn't be that role model that he desired him to be?
Letting out a rather deep sigh, Steiner stopped leaning against the building, and decided to straighten himself up. He never broke eye contact with Cyrus as he planted his feet firmly into the earth beneath him and extended his hand forward. Resolving himself, he took another deep breath, and allowed himself a moment of reprieve from his own doubts. Cyrus had come here to find him and ask him for aid, that was more than enough. He didn't need to fear, even if fear wished him to, but he did need to take advantage of the situation he was being handed. They had both been handed powers, given the abilities to do good, and now it was their job to use those powers to do just that. To make the Earth a better place, one problem at a time.
The tone of Steiner's voice was serious and full of resolve as he pushed back his own doubts and allowed himself to just be who he was. It was no use denying himself just because he was afraid of failure, of letting Cyrus down, or hell letting everyone else down. He would never know what the outcome of this union would be unless he tried to do his part and that at least, he could do.
"If I'm going to be working with you, while I appreciate the decorum and the propriety of it all, I would rather you refer to me by my first name. Also, I would like to apologize for my hesitation...it has nothing to do with your race or you as a whole, you seem to be an upstanding individual with a lot on his plate. My only hesitation is that I don't want to let you down...I've let a lot of people down and to let you down after you have offered me a chance to do what I've always wanted, help people in need? That would be...well it would be unforgivable.
Steiner nodded as he said this, a bit of his concern seeping out through his voice as he spoke to Cyrus about aligning himself with his faction. He would shrug at the end of it and then tilt his head, raising a brow, and then letting out a nervous chuckle.
"So to avoid that, I believe we should get to know each other a bit more personally. I know you probably have a file on me as I assume your people have been watching me for a bit, but I know very little about you. So, Cyrus...tell me a bit about yourself and what you want from me.
Steiner gave Cyrus a confident smile as he awaited any information he could use to assess on a much deeper level just what sort of person Cyrus was.
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