( Shock travels quick across his face, confusion on its heels as he tries to make sense of what he sees, the cleanly inorganic structures around them just, gone past that open doorway. Steve rests a bare hand on the doorframe for a second, anchoring himself as he reaches past with his other hand, meeting a gust of crisp, cold air.
A snowflake lands on his cuff, then another, while a third lands on the back of his hand, melting away. All evidence disappears as he draws his hand back to himself over the threshold, his skin not even that cool.
When he turns toward Finn, his eyes are shining, full of wonder. )
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A snowflake lands on his cuff, then another, while a third lands on the back of his hand, melting away. All evidence disappears as he draws his hand back to himself over the threshold, his skin not even that cool.
When he turns toward Finn, his eyes are shining, full of wonder. )
...wow. This is amazing!