"Thanks," he mumbles that from where he's drying off. At least he's feeling significantly better now that he's got that first layer of cold water off of him. "And good; you look like you wouldn't like the snow anymore than me."

Well... Actually she looks like there's a bit of fire in her. Doesn't change that he wouldn't wish anyone getting thrown into the snow, though.

His hair looks mussed up once he gets that towel off, and gives her another once over. Trying to see if there's any details about her that he can place, even if they're both wearing the identical white.

"You know... It is kind of nice, to have someone else from home. Wherever this is."