She finally pulls a single hand free. Cupping his cheek, she nods. She knows. It's scary and she knows. She'd spent too many weak moments curled up in furs, wishing that arrow had come loose, feeling such guilt she was alive. Life was a scary thing to live, more so when you lived it alone.

"It's okay. You don't have to know anything. You just have to take it day by day. I don't...think I'll be as good as he is at it. He was always the best with helping. But I'll try."