Ah. Too much? He glances over at her face, the way she's struggling through the snow to get away from him; apparently, yes, too much. It's funny, in a way; he wasn't even trying to be cruel or mocking in that moment. He was genuinely trying to make conversation. But, well...Things just come out of his mouth sounding sarcastic. And that came out of his mouth sounding sarcastic. And it hurt her feelings. Well done, Vorrutyer.

"I wish my cousin were here." He doesn't know if that will help. Probably not. But it's something true, at least. And his voice is a little subdued when he speaks, with less of an ironic ring. "He'd be furious at me for even thinking it - he'd enjoy this little wilderness retreat even less than I do - but he always does make me laugh. And he makes even completely insane things seem quite rational. All of this would seem vastly less terrifying."