She doesn't let go of her hands. Not until she knew she would be okay. Normally, Namine wouldn't cling onto a stranger like this, but right now the worry and slight fear of falling down and the determination not to was overriding any social anxiety she usually has.

It still causes her to look up and then down, flushing just slightly. "I-it is. There's not a lot of ice or wintry things in the world I'm from."