He lets her take his hand without complaint. He even reaches over with his other hand to hold on top of hers to warm it up. Though, it doesn't feel quite as cold as it had been back in Siren's Port; this feels more like early fall than mid-winter. Still, it's definitely not summer weather by any means.

He shoves through a bush to start cutting through the middle of the field. A boy nearby springs to his feet and runs away before he has a chance to stop and ask if he's all right.

"H-hey!" he snaps, but the boy doesn't even turn to look back at them.