Clipped to the front of his belt is Steve's badge and just over his hip, his gun. Currently they are covered by his button-down shirt, that's fully unbuttoned at the moment, but if the wind were to blow in the right direction or if Connor has special sight abilities he may be able to catch a glimpse.

"Hawaii. Honolulu to be exact. Are you familiar with where that is?" Steve offers him a smile as he takes a quick look at his full ensemble - it looks like this man may be from the future. And, while Steve has strong triggers of being oppressed and imprisoned, he's also well aware that some deserve to be incarcerated. "Mind if I ask where and when you're from? If it helps you're not the first to suddenly show up."