That's encouraging, and it's not quite a smile but her expression eases somewhat. She braces for him to lift her but when that's not going to happen, she tries to stand steady for him. She's shivering now, between the chill and the exertion. The blankets that he wraps her in are some consolation, but the symptoms persist.

"Spear - grab my spear, if the Beast comes by we'll need it." She curls her arms in, pulling the blankets tight. "It's - it's in the bedroom, by the door."