The red-cloaked figure stands out amidst the landscape, once Steve tips his head up to look - he was focused on his feet, and ensuring each step across the icy, uneven ground wasn't one that was going to land him on his ass. If he'd known he'd be hiking, he would have worn boots and not rubber-soled Nikes.

"Do you know where we are?" Steve calls back to the person - it's unclear to him if it's a man or a woman by the distance, but he starts picking his way across the snow towards them. They're shorter than him, which becomes evident as he moves closer - more than a head shorter than him, so he's betting they're a girl?