"I like kids from home," Hopper answers with a soft smile. That's not always the case, a lot of the time he wants to smack some of the kids from home, but in this case he's grateful. Steve's not just any kid from home, he's someone who's seen the same weird shit Hopper has seen, someone who knows about Eleven, someone who was protecting her secret, too.

Maybe not to the same extent Hopper has been, but it's still something.

"I still don't think I've settled. I've got a kid back home, too. My kid. Even with a familiar face around, that's not an easy thing to forget."