Good. He didn't have to worry about losing some animals then. Hopefully they'd calm down in a little bit--if the storm would grow steady or die down instead of getting worse. He's a little surprised when she moves in, but then realizes he had a cut on his forehead among his injuries. He looks at the blood on the cloth and the fact that it isn't dripping into his eye tells him it's a small cut.

"We risk the storm getting worse...but the animals might settle faster if we hang around a bit and keep them calm," he replied. It might be better, too, to wait it out a bit and see if it started to get better. "We can spare a few minutes I think."