Tony rumbled an agreement as he changed course towards what little he could make out. It was quiet for a moment or so, just the two of them trudging through the snow, before Tony glanced down at the man next to him. And wasn't in strange to be looking down at him from some place other than mid air.

"You could hop on, you know," he said almost absently, twitching one shoulder in a kind of invitation. "I know you're massive, but I'm pretty sure I can handle your weight." Would it make him feel better if he knew exactly where Steve was at all times? Possibly. But if shit severely hit the fan, Tony had a much better chance of getting them both out of there.