"I'll leave that to Vervain," Dain agrees, lightly amused. He hasn't, after all, met the vicar yet.

Then he falls silent. He's similarly decided not to speak about anything deeper than surface concerns, at least for now, since Vervain won't be long with the blanket; but it makes for precious little to discuss, and for the ensuing silence to feel far from comfortable. Dain lets it stretch a moment longer, then: "If you need anything overnight, let us know. You or Alvi."

Dain was the one to create this situation, however preferable it might be to finding his friend frozen to death; it's only right he accept responsibility for all the outcomes.