[He's a doctor - even now, after everything that's happened, after everything he's done, the guilt that lays heavy on his head, he can't bring himself to leave someone alone outside to freeze. He doesn't know yet what kind of person she is. So he smiles as she closes the door behind her and approaches.]
You're cold and probably disoriented, maybe a little dehydrated. It's no wonder.
[He leans back over the fire and blows through cupped hands until it's settled in and crackling against the kindling and larger pieces of wood, then glances up.]
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You're cold and probably disoriented, maybe a little dehydrated. It's no wonder.
[He leans back over the fire and blows through cupped hands until it's settled in and crackling against the kindling and larger pieces of wood, then glances up.]
See any decent food?