[ He nods once, chipper smile not reaching his eyes. He replies in his own whisper. ]

Me too. Don't let them hear that. [ Louder, and with an offered arm: ] Should get you off the ground, you'll get frostbite. Do you want to find a bench, or head in somewhere to warm up-?

[ Somewhere private, if he could find such a place. He's aching to know if she'd had the same vision, the same accompanying symptoms. Even if not, it feels imperative to gather as much as quickly as possible. ]