His death wasn't so much what she meant, but it was at least some of the everything else. She sighed softly, looking over at his back when he turned away.

"You're not an idiot, Steve." She was scrambling for things to try to make this a little less awkward, of course it was entirely unlikely she'd succeed at all. "Honestly, I'm flattered. But I'm not... really emotionally available right now." She thought that was safe, until she realized that he might take that as to mean that could change in the future. "Or at all, really."