Sure. I was trained to dig a snow cave. [Thank you Captain Sassmaster.]. First time I've had to actually dig one, though. ...Did some fighting in Europe in the wintertime. In the mountains. Does that count as training? It was Godawful. This kinda reminds me of that.

Think I've pretty much exhausted the resources at hand. It'd be nice to have a candle or a fire or something, but. No way to make fire and nothing dry to burn. Found some soggy insulation to lie on, so at least my ass isn't planted on bare snow. [Steve's a bit more sweary than usual, but he feels pretty comfortable talking to another fighter, even if she's a sailor. A spacer? The future is so weird.]