"In front of all these nice people," Steve continued on, right over the man's surprise and complaints. Unruffled, like this is nothing. Because it is nothing to Steve. The aborted struggle that teaching Danny each time, under Steve's hold and pressure, that struggling only makes the pain worse right now.

While he's watching the way there are two HPD officers looking at them, one with raised hands asking the question.

"It's fine." Making Steve give a tight lipped, all clear kind of, smile that isn't ever really a smile. "Go back to work. It's fine."
He's got this under his control. Just like he would have had Doran under his control if Danny hadn't gotten trigger happy.

It doesn't escape Steve's notice that they don't come any closer after his words. One of them has the blank, sort of deserving look, that looks straight through the man under his hands, nodding as he just walks back. While the other actually gives the kind of grimacing smile that makes it clear there's no pity or defense, like he's been waiting for someone to do just this to Danny.

Because Danny might be good at his job, but this is what his backup is. Men who came out of protocol. But not loyalty.

"Now, you don't have to like me," Steve twisted just enough to make sure he still had Danny's full attention. "But there's no one else to do this job."