Haunted Wood darling you've got to let me know

When he saw her, he dropped the frozen chunk of meat. It wasn't a graceful act - it wasn't even intentional - but the look on her face made him smile and he wanted to talk to her. He was reminded hastily of his conversation with Colt and that was what he'd wished to address, but now that he was with her... It seemed less important.

He glanced her over quickly, and then ducked his nose to nudge the chunk of carcass through the snow. This is for you, he wordlessly said; then, whether she grabbed it or not, he asked: How are you feeling?