[ steve is sympathetic to the whole thing, don't worry. he's spent his entire time here wondering if he's the insane one for thinking literally every aspect of this place is weird. but the thing he's been dealing with is the simple fact that uh. freaking out? gets exhausting.

you hit a point where you just gotta accept it and move on. or maybe not accept it, exactly, but...

yeah. anyway. blankets. ] What? [ he'd been so focused on helping get the blanket and everything settled that steve almost missed that the man's asking a question. oh, oh he's asking about the gloves. ] No, no I'm not that good at...that. [ sewing? nope, that's not the right word. weaving? no he's pretty sure that's also wrong. ] No, I've got a friend who is though. She makes a whole lot of extras. [ steve holds up his hands to show off his near-matching set with a kind of small smile.

but also, they're walking. so maybe this is helping. steve's down to just sorta walk depending on whatever the new summoned guy needs, anyway. but he could probably also get them to the tavern if he thinks about it. ] The layers help with the wind. It's not usually super snowy around here, but the wind gets cold in the winter.