It was a sort of curiosity. He's not sure he's often met people who've shared worlds with people he's known. It would be hard, even impossible sometimes, to ever truly tell. If not for this change in her marks, he never would've known.

"It's never a burden, Honerva. You can tell me anything. But only if you want to." He doesn't want to pry. Not entirely. Not usually.

He lets out a breath of relief and shivers again as the cold is replaced with warmth. He just about melts right there and he has to be careful not to slip right off. She's even offering to help him further. Honerva saving the day, and his feet.

"That would be so nice," He admits. "Muchas gracias."