"I think the weather is rather nice," he replied. Joking, mostly, though he really didn't have much aversion to it. All the snow would slow them down, though.

And that definitely was a talking squirrel. Well then. He had seen stranger things, but not much stranger, he had to admit.

He nodded slightly to Nate. "Point us in the right direction, then." If there were any significant power source out there, it must have been well-shielded. He couldn't really feel it enough to get a sense of direction. Better to trust the telepath, in this case.