Sure enough, she was still trudging forward, and the only signs of her discomfort came out in short, shuddering breaths. She was shivering but trying oh so hard not to, her body tense and tiring from the harsh conditions. Faster than she was expecting, and the weather didn't look like it would be calming down any time soon.

"I-" She started, too quietly and her words were stolen by the wind. Clearing her throat she tried again, "We should find shelter soon..."

It was the closest she'd come to admitted she needed to stop.