Greed voices the same thought Kimbley had and that gets the Crimson Alchemist to smirk a bit before he decides that it's too cold for that. As usual, he doesn't seem concerned that Greed's going to go back on his word. Greed doesn't lie, he remembers that much. Honestly though, Kimbley's the sort to trust people at their word no matter how stupid that is. He should probably be more careful, but he's gotten this far so why change now?

Eventually he turns to look at the landscape as well. There's not much but snow. It's more snow than Kimbley ever saw back in Amestris and while he might be tempted to go play in it, he's too cold to even think about getting any more wet than he already is.

"So where the hell are we?" Greed's hesitance to bring it up is probably the smarter way to go about this, but Kimbley sees no harm in asking. He has no idea, so why should he pretend he does?