[ Her eyes roll, fondly if nothing else. She doesn't have much of an interest in keeping things simply because they are beautiful. ] Cold doesn't care about beauty. Better you than me, believe me. Take it, because the colder you get, the more likely you are to fall behind.

[ Her eyes drift, sharp, just the once to the soldiers, hopes it's enough to indicate. ] And not everyone has a care to be considerate to those unable to move forward.

[ A double layered word - she has no reason to trust these men. Not if there was some kind of war on. It bred cruelty, of even the most basic kind. ]