[Even in a place as sunny and bright as Heaven, nighttime falls. With it, a few angels will shrink with the loss of the sun to only a few inches. Including Steve, who goes from hardly fitting into his robes to having them almost eat him up.]
[Still, his height won't stop him from perching on a rock near his shield and keeping watch over the border, not when it's been weakening little by little. Besides, this is the time when every angel regardless of size should feel small when they look up and see the stars hanging quietly over the sea. The moon, too, seems bigger, casting a faint glow over the land and reflecting brightly off the water below. It's truly a magnificent sight, one that calms him as Steve settles in on the shore and waits for morning to come.]