"Let's just say I've had a little bit of experience," she admits, her expression a little bit wry as she looks over at the other woman. The warmth of inside compared to the snow and the wind almost feels too warm at first, and she's rubbing her hands together, trying to work the chill out of her fingertips. It lingers longer than it should, but it's just one more thing that doesn't feel right in this place.

"Do you know what you're looking for?" It's said without judgement, but instead it's interest. If she's looking for something in particular or just investigating it's a different strategy.