His stance shifts a bit while he listens to them, narrowed eyes relaxing, tense shoulders sinking forward, a tight chin resting more peacefully on the teddy.

At some point during Winter's words there is a ...shift, something changing around them though everything stays as it is, or almost - the sounds outside of the tent slowly abate, the wind quieting down a bit, and while Lily speaks all sound turns into rain. It doesn't come through the blanket, though, it seems to be waterproof.

"You are sad when your families and friends die?"