Sam keeps watching him for a moment longer, but he's satisfied that Steve actually believes that and isn't just giving him the brush off. So he nods.

"All right, point, I guess on the scale of weird shit that happens in our lives, you turning into a wolf is... nah, I gotta be honest, it's up there, man. But it's nothing I can't roll with, long as you're rolling with it."

He turns his attention back to the food, considering. "Steak, probably, it just needs some seasoning and I can drop it on the heat. Can you put the rest of that back in the fridge for me while I get these on?" He hesitates for a moment, then asks, "Are you, uh. Are you okay with me asking some questions about it?"