"Guess we're gonna find out," he agrees with a slight nod.

For awhile, he walks along with her, only the crunch of their boots against the snow to break the silence that stretched on between them. He prefers it to idle chit-chat, not particularly a man of many words.

As they go, he takes notes of different potential landmarks to keep in mind to look for as signs of being close to "home" when they're on their way back later. Until they've got more of an idea of how the land sprawls away from the center of the town, they might be the only way people will be able to get a sense of direction at all.