One rank below, which isn't here or there, but the thought passes. Not that he'd given his rank at the first. Even though he knew it didn't show on him sitting here, dressed like this. When the only assumption to make is the one he's learned to let slide, even though it grates against his skin, and his entire career, each time the assumption was made. There were battles you chose, and other you let go of.

"Both, works." Steve was pretty easy about admitting. "I haven't run into many other service members in pressed dress here."

Which he didn't write off entirely as something that didn't happen, since he came here sporadically, especially after he made the point to never come in during active cases. But that didn't mean they weren't here. He actually would have liked the idea of a greater showing of those men and women here.