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Carol Danvers (cpt_marvel) wrote in snapthread,

Carol smirked at the comment about hating to be wrong and peered through the door as he opened it onto a large stretch of snow. "Huh." She briefly wondered if it was a good idea. Were they dressed for it? Did it matter? She could survive deep space, so that didn't matter for her. And John could make fire with his hands- so yeah. They'd probably be fine.

"Why not?" There was an impish gleam in her eye as she stepped through and felt the crunch under her feet. She honestly couldn't remember the last time she'd seen or walked through the snow like this. Probably some point in her childhood up in Massachusettes. She had always loved snow days as a kid, and she missed them when she moved to California long ago. She just didn't know how much until that moment.

"So...Narnia." It was her first thought as she looked up at the sky. It was a beautiful, blue-skied day and the air was crisp around them. Taking in a breath, Carol nodded to John to follow and she trudged towards the woods, squinting ahead a little when she swore she saw a light.

"....This isn't really...?" She looked over her should at him. Wait, would he know what she was even talking about? Different universes didn't always have the same stories, did they?