[ when he feels her settle against his side, it's like the wind knocks out of him, not even noticing that the kickup of snow and wind blows the joint right out of his hand. it's frozen numb anyway. ]

Yeah. I mean, you know my deal.

[ doesn't she? whatever. point is, it's just good to have her close. and to know that she's safe. his bemittened hand makes it down her arm some to brace her against the cold, tucking his chin down against it himself so that his long beard grazes her shoulder. ]

I know you can take care of yourself, you know I just... [ care too damn much? no matter how many times she told him not to? ] Didn't like the thought of you bein' alone out there in the cold, is all.