He looked to her, trying not to show just how cold he was, but again, utterly failing at it. He was shuttering pretty hard his teeth starting to chatter, even the hand on his elbow leading him towards the inn was so much warmer than everything else. He moved with her leaving a trail of water in the cold.

Looking down at her as she spoke he looked more confused. The words not connecting right, a mix of the loss of a lot of what he learned, and the shock of it all making connecting slower. "...I...no understand." Word's he learned fast when he was first learning English. "Was home," He moved his other hand trying to motion far out, despite the shake in his hands. "Iceland." He had only been there a handful of days, but it was the best way he knew to convey home. He bit his lip hating not understanding how to convey his words again.