[Steve had most definitely been alone a second before, and it hadn't been so windy. Though the wind, a result of Tommy's passage, was already dying away. He smirked as he stood there, arms crossed over his chest, a pair of silver rimmed and orange lens goggles dangling around his neck.]
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[Steve had most definitely been alone a second before, and it hadn't been so windy. Though the wind, a result of Tommy's passage, was already dying away. He smirked as he stood there, arms crossed over his chest, a pair of silver rimmed and orange lens goggles dangling around his neck.]
It's okay, it happens.