I was raised in a desert, so surely my tolerance is different. Desert nights are cold but it's easier to build a fire. It's usually not as windy and certainly not as wet.

[He can't imagine anyone had much in the way of plans, really, after curfew in this place, but he's not going to talk about that. He's just trying to sound confident, surely. Put on a brave face so nobody would have to see him suffering. Heaven knows (after his little encounter with corruption, they did) he's done the same many times.]

Speaking of building fires, you should try to find a place sheltered enough from the wind to make one.