There's a quick, cursory glance spared for Tempest's question as Chloe brings one of the branches low and pins it in place using heavy frost and hardened snow: it's not meant to be the heart of their trap, just the mechanism, and she can afford to be a bit careless with it till the wire's set up properly. "Nah, should be fine. Bend the end till the aluminium snaps-- should take a little elbow grease but it's nothing you can't handle."