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[ Steve manages to flash a smile and a wave as Joyce pulls in, helping Jonathan over to the back. Before he opens the door, he glances over at him. ]

At least tell her about what you did to it, yeah?

[ He'd better.

With a smile, Steve opens the back door— ] Evening, Mrs. Byers! [ — and exchanges pleasantries as he helps ("helps" — as in, does his damnedest to make sure Jonathan isn't putting weight on that stupid ankle like a moron) him in. ]

[slr]

[ "Jonathan! Are you okay?" Joyce exclaims as she cranks the window down. She's almost out the door but can tell that Steve seems to have things in hand, so... ]

I'm okay, mom.

[ and to Steve -- ]

I will...

[ He says, mostly under his breath, because this is awkward enough, focusing on getting in the car.

She smiles, even though she's concerned. "Thank you so much, Steve." Joyce makes a mental note that maybe they should have him over for dinner sometime. As thanks for whatever happened here, and just because... well, his house seems so empty. "Is your seatbelt on, Jonathan?"

Jonathan cranks his window down, letting some air into the back seat, and fumbles with the seatbelt as per his mom's request. ]

I'll put more ice on it when I get home.

[ before Steve has a chance to say anything else about it. ]

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You better.

[ He pulls back, cracking another grin over at him before he pushes the door shut. With another wave to Mrs. Byers, Steve takes a few steps back, up onto his front porch. Hopefully, Mrs. Byers would fuss over Jonathan endlessly and keep him from doing anything else that would qualify as stupid, allowing his ankle to heal. Hopefully.

He waves again at the car before turning to head back inside. ]