"Card strategies." That slight cock to her smile as she comes to take a seat next to him. It's not like the weather is truly bothering her. Try being locked in armour, unable to move, for days on end. Cold and dampness seem less important, and the worst that will happen is she catches a cold, which she refuses to do. As odd as it may be, she actually enjoys his company so she doesn't mind. He's more mature than she would expect, although she's come to learn that in this place, not everything is at it seems.

"Ya." A peculiar look which does turn to concern. It doesn't seem like he has been in any sort of an accident, at least no obvious signs like blood, broken bones, or even ripped clothes. "You okay?"