[Right, of course. It's only when Greed tells him to stay inside that he remembers he can't actually go out even if he wanted to. The damn cabin has locked down for the night and he's powerless to do anything but wait until morning.

His fingers tighten on the tablet, voice full of suppressed concern and energy.]

Greed, listen to me. We're going to need to talk about-- a lot of things, but you have to make it until morning first. You have to try and find shelter!