Riza wouldn't have blame him if he hadn't trusted her -- weather or not it had to look suspicious that she had arrived just now with supplies on hand. However, perhaps his need to survive the weather was overriding his sense to question this. Whatever the case, Riza was relieved she didn't have to fight with the man...at least not yet. Finnick had proven stubborn and obnoxious enough before running off into the woods, though at least that had been prior to the cold, snow, and sleet. Besides, he'd had his reasons and Riza couldn't fault him for that.

"That's an explanation that's a little long for being soaking wet in freezing temperatures," Riza admitted rather bluntly. It's why she'd said she hated to rush this. Normally she wouldn't have minded taking her time explaining their current predicament before ever leaving the fountain. They didn't exactly have that luxury now. "Short version would be you're in a village with about 40 or so other people who arrived the same way you did," she gestured at the fountain he'd swam up from. "There's an inn just that way where I can explain more," she really hoped he wasn't about to run off into the woods, but she decided to add, "Or there are a few houses in that direction you could visit if you don't want to follow me. If your backpack is the same as mine was you might have a coat in there you could put on as well."

Riza stood, waiting to see what his decision would be.