Despite his many months in Animus, he himself never did well with the far-below-freezing temperatures of the December months. This frozen wasteland was no exception. He offered to either huddle closer to Lydia or carry her, should her strength fail, both to keep them together and stay warm. Now more than ever, as he noticed his hair was already starting to freeze at the ends from the cold. One look at Mary, and he knew she was right. If he had to guess, they were likely both in the first stages of hypothermia.

"Then north," he replied in hushed tones. "But keep an eye on it."

He had a bad feeling about whatever it was that Saori saw, so he activates his Darkness Sense.