He nodded when she took than pans. "No, Thanks to you." He spoke, he was still a novice at English but he worked hard to learn the words for proper manners. It was important to him to try and be kind to those around him. His way of trying to make up for his past. Moving back into the kitchen he was placing things on the kitchen table. Since he was already soaked to the bones he didn't seem to mind the water on him.

He to was thankful for the daylight, night would have made it harder, more dangerous. Something he didn't want to risk Jo with, or anyone trying to help. As she was coming back in Thorfinn moved out the door with a bunch of stuff piled in one of the larger pans. An awkward smile offered to her. Moments like these he wished his english was better.