She had never been known to sugar coat things before her life went to hell, why should she start doing it now? She certainly feels sympathy for the man though -- she'd been "lucky" enough to get here when the weather had still been decent. She hated that people were still coming through the fountain and now the arrival was made even more harrowing by the cold weather. Riza wasted no time as soon as she had an answer from him, "Inn. This way."

Riza hoped that walking would help. She wasn't going to leave him behind, so whatever pace he could manage she would maintain that and make sure he reached the inn without freezing to death. If they hurried she hoped that would even be the case, but if he did stumble or collapse she was fit enough that should could probably help him the rest of the way.