It's Robin's turn to stop rambling and she looks at Steve, confused. The movie theater was only a couple hours ago, max, and Steve definitely hasn't left her sight in that time. "Is this a gate thing?" she asks, grasping at terms she only sort of understands and feeling about as proficient as she had in the comms room, trying to bluff with tread lightly and silver cat.

"It hasn't been a month since the movie theater," she adds lamely.