Frozen people makes him grimace just a little, but yeah, it's realistic enough and he's seen worse here. Just a bummer. The Wild Hunt, well - something like that anyway, that could be all right. It would give them someone more to talk to, to compare ideas with, and hopefully they wouldn't all be bent on the end of all life as some kind of preferred outcome. If they are? Well, too bad for them. The little, weak bit of daylight out there is a promise that more will come in time.

Will's sentiment has him smiling again soon enough. It's true, and it's sweet. "We'll be fine," he echoes in agreement, and gives a gentle squeeze of his hand. The two of them will be fine, but so will everyone else who pulled through.

"We've made it through all of this, so we can probably make it through just about anything. Whatever comes next." He'll leave it just as ambiguous as Will had a moment ago whether he means all of them, or just the two of them. He thinks both are good interpretations anyway.