[Once his boots are off and placed directly at the foot of where they are sleeping, Steve lays on his side with his back to the two of them. He feels warmer already, hands tucked under his armpits.]

No wildflowers. I don't know how I was so thrown off-- [And it only bothers him a little.] I'm trying to get to the people that are somewhat like the friends I left behind when I woke up here.

[Give him a second. He's warming up just fine but it takes more than a few seconds under a blanket to defrost. He should know.]