Charles might recognise him when a few more details would click to place. But not for what Steve expected. He was a teenager when Steve's career as an actor started. But for now he isn't making the connection especially because this Steve doesn't look old enough to be that man.

"That is quite the career you've had." Charles gives a fond laugh at the idea. "But thank you for your service," he says, because it's quite obvious where Steve hails from and he's patriotic enough to have gratitude, misleading as he might sound with his Oxford English. The war isn't that far behind that he doesn't remember it.

The colour upon Steve's cheeks makes him smile gently and reach behind the man to give him a quick rub on the upper part of his spine. It's completely understandable to be embarrassed.

"Perhaps you'll feel better if I say that while I am not a virgin, the idea of free love feels still quite daunting. Perhaps it is the way I was brought up. I've not always acted according to the ideas of propriety as it were, but..." He exhales and there's a small, sheepish smile to go with this. "I have to admit that the openness to such activities does fill me with a little bit of dread, or rather the feeling of inadequacy, hoping that I'm not the worst stick in the mud."