"Don't touch any of it!" Winter snaps at him, holding out both hands in a panic. The last thing he wants is for Steve to have this happen to him, too.

The movement is oddly stiff, and he jerks back again to yank off the tac vest, too, and then starts emptying his pockets. There's the ever-present pyramid, and his usual collection of lock picks and bandages and snacks. He doesn't think it's any of that, because the change stopped already, but he has to be sure.