Karin was confused about what exactly she had gotten into at this point, but at least that silverette didn't seem quite like he was going to do something horrible to her anymore. In fact, he seemed kind of...childish now? What was with that weird attitude? Sitting on the the swing, she accepted the pastry. "Tak," she thanked Ella. It smelled really good, she hoped it tasted that way, too. 
"I was...hiding...I guess. I didn't want to go back to the cottage. Besides, it wasn't so bad up there. I've slept in far more uncomfortable places without any problems." It occurred to her that she was acting extremely different for herself, but with the odd characters she was now around and the fresh memory of the events leading up to here, she figured that she was probably just a bit shaken up still. She sneaked a glance back to the scary cold guy to find that he was...asleep? Wow. He was pretty majestic when he wasn't creeping on defenseless young girls.