She shakes his hand, and flashes him a smile from beneath her bundled clothing. "I'm willing to give our first meeting another try if you can find us some warmer conditions." If only he could make that happen.

"I wish we could stop and rest for a while. I'm tired. This whole thing is absurd." Cheryl knows deep down that resting won't do much to make her feel better. It's too cold to get any real peace or enjoyment from slowing down.