Nope, [ Steve says, glancing back toward the same curve he'd already cleared, his gaze assessing before he looks at Jefferson again. ]

It's a little ways, but it shouldn't be a problem if you don't mind taking your time. [ He gives him a slightly wry smile at that, inviting him in on the joke. ] People are gonna need to get to the middle of town soon anyway.

[ He indicates the garage next to them with a tilt of his chin, where presumably live the tools for dealing with this sort of weather. ] If you've got a shovel you could give me a hand.