That's the question, isn't it.

Steve sucks a breath in, steadies himself as best as he can and tries not to lose his shit over his best friend who apparently doesn't know any of what happened.

"Somethin' like it," Steve agrees uneasily. He's seen a lot of weird stuff - a lot of impossible stuff, lately, and he doesn't want to think that this is one of them, but it doesn't seem any sort of possible, no matter how badly he wants it. "What do you remember?"