"Take it easy, son." Steve really doesn't know how old he is, but he looks young and apparently easily flustered. He's apparently a soldier of some sort though, judging by the armor he's wearing. "And it's okay, no harm done." It's evident that he's one of the new people that arrived here, so Steve figures that he should try and offer his help. It's the least he can do.

"You're one of the new arrivals here, correct? I'd be happy to help." Being thrust into a new world is never easy, Steve knows that at least. Jarring to say the least.