It's certainly been a while since he was in snow anything like regularly. Anything near yearly. Even way before Five-0. No one likes to fight their battles entrenched in the ice except the Russians. Not really. But that's a vein better not cut down into. Not when he's surveying the changed landscape, dotted with clusters of smiling, bubbly people.

Which is a little hard not to notice how happy it's making them. Even if magical winter in summer is still smarting as wrong. Steve's eye, though, is not surprisingly caught by the snowballers. He might have a warm spot in his heart for all war games that involve strategy and target pegging. Even ones involving handfuls of magical ice.