[ Edward gives a nod, emotions muted but an earnest warmth to his eyes at the thought. Goodsir would appreciate it, he's sure. And not only that, but— ]

—It's good, for the people here, that there are those such as yourself and Mr. Goodsir. It's... a great relief. So much can afflict a person in cold such as this.

[ And he certainly can speak from experience now, given what this man is doing for him now. Granted, his wounds may have come from wolves, not the cold itself, but... the environment is the problem. This world, this cold. White and sterile and unforgiving. The creatures that live here would of course be deadly; they'd have to be. It's all.... terrifying.

With that, he nods at the remark and keeps his body still, ready for the next two flushes to come. ]