She does a quick calculation in her head. "Give or take," she murmurs with a touch of relief. He's speaking; that's good, right? She draws him up to his feet, mimicking the hands-rubbing-upper-arms motion he did for her not so long ago.

"Come closer to the fire, so we can get you warm again." Her voice rings with deep concern for him. He's here now, but fear still grips her heart. He's not home yet. Not safe.