B considers that seriously. It's not like he hasn't had thoughts like that, himself, so he's not going to belittle Steve for it. "The person you were before. Maybe there's people here who don't need that kind of person." He tilts his head a little, eyes on the bread rather than Steve. "Even if maybe you're bad at this job for ninety-nine percent of this Barge... you might be perfect at it for one person. And I think that's worthy, too."

He stretches out a foot to bump Steve's shin with the toe of his boot. "Not that I'm saying you're as bad at it as you think you are. But even if you are. You're not here for ninety-nine percent of the Barge. You're here for the people who you can help, exactly as you are."