"I didn't know it got that cold in England." The only thing she knows about the weather there is that it's supposed to be rainy.

After she says it, it occurs to her that the accent doesn't necessarily mean he's actually from England--not when the people keeping them in this tent sound Russian but aren't--but he can direct her if she's wrong.

She should probably start getting ready for bed, too; after their walk through the strange, too-red forest, she's bone tired. She starts unrolling her own mat, placing it neither too near Arthur's nor too far away. There's safety in numbers, even if you aren't entirely sure which are the numbers you can trust. His blanket, she leaves alone. Maybe when he falls asleep, she can spread it back over him.

"We should have a watch," she adds, after a few quiet moments. "Just in case."