[ whether or not wanda remains calm through this, the moment she's close enough, steve will take her arm and tug her into the bus, closing the door tight behind them and checking quickly to make sure nothing has started. when he's comfortable enough with the eery silence of the space around them, he'll look back to her with a look somewhere between apologetic and exhausted. ]

Sorry- this is uh. [ Indiana? except that it's not. steve cuts himself off and looks a little confused, like he's trying to figure out exactly how he wants to go about this explanation, before letting out a breath. ] I think something is weird with the Horizon. This is usually my- what did you call it? Domain? But it's wrong. It's not what I tried to make with it.

[ it's that second question that has steve's eyes moving through the bus around them - the metal half-hazardly attached to the windows, the small details he couldn't help but keep around. dustin's radio, max's headphones. he shakes his head. ]

This place is from my home. I had to use it with some friends when we were fighting these things. It worked then, so I guess I thought it'd work here?