Grumbling under his breath, Steve still moved closer when Tony prompted it, heat flooding through him almost instantly from it. He would never admit how much he appreciated the warmth and something else he did not have a name for, nor did he want to. There were so many things they never needed to look into or bring light towards. It would only complicate things too badly and he highly doubted Tony wanted it. Not really.

Eventually, he fell asleep and by the time he finally woke up the storm had ended, leaving clear but still chilly air. Sitting up with a groan, Steve noticed the weather outside the cave. "Finally! We have got to go Tony. See what else happened and if -" He shook his head, stumbling when he tried to stand up. "Oh," he groaned out, vision dancing somewhat but why?