[He's not paying all that much attention to what she's saying. The reassurance comes from their new location, not her words. They're far from the Transporter now, at least; he remembers that much about this cabin. He almost seems dazed as he sinks onto the couch and looks around. The memory of this place is more like déjà vu than actual memory, and he's pretty sure this is what he pictured in his head when he told Saul he wanted to go to Alaska, back when he was too stupid to know they were just planning to kill him, back when he actually believed they were going to give him a new life somewhere.
Anyway, it's weird.
He realizes she just asked him a question and looks back to her, nodding. Yeah, he's soaked and he's freezing, on top of everything else. But all that doesn't worry him too much now that they're indoors. It's drier, even if it isn't much warmer in here. He kicks his shoes off to get some of the damp off his feet and brings his hands to his mouth to breathe heat onto his fingers.]
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Anyway, it's weird.
He realizes she just asked him a question and looks back to her, nodding. Yeah, he's soaked and he's freezing, on top of everything else. But all that doesn't worry him too much now that they're indoors. It's drier, even if it isn't much warmer in here. He kicks his shoes off to get some of the damp off his feet and brings his hands to his mouth to breathe heat onto his fingers.]
Blankets upstairs.