The War to end all Wars. Steve shakes his head. He didn't believe it because his mother hadn't believed it, but now he doesn't believe it because he knows that's not the way people live.

"Good. That's good." He kisses her temple and rests his face against her hair, more than willing to stop if she wants him to, but not caring just now what anyone walking by might think. "I imagine we'll find plenty to keep us busy, just the same."