"You do? I'm actually a bit surprised, with all this weirdness. That's good of course." He paused, honestly not expecting it to be that easy. He'd been thinking of drawing maps and pictograms in the snow and combining that with speech, dot-digit drawings, maps... realising he could just speak threw off his train of thought. 

The cold continued to wear away at Will, diminished only slightly by standing next to the flames. A faint twin diamond pattern of tanned skin was marked onto his face around his eyes, from where he goggles let through the light, day after day on the exploration mission. Holding a hand up as a poor substitute for the goggles, he was dearly missing all of his arctic gear.

“You know I have a whole introduction thing ready for this, kinda why I’m out here, but I think I will leave that to later. My name is Will, what’s yours? Can you walk, or at least with assistance? If we get inside the castle we’ve probably got a better chance in this storm. You don’t have the crazed, frostbitten look of a Fall-Barbarian, so I think you’re not gonna go for my marrow.”