"We have to take care of one another out here," he says, giving a shrug as he tugs back the cap and moves to shrug out of the jacket to hang it by the fire to dry. "Especially with this snow coming in. There's some here that have never even seen snow. Ever."

He's never seen it like this, but he's loving it himself. All of the snow, all of the ways to hide in it. It's been great.

"Surprised Evie's not here. A little worried, honestly," he says, glancing around. "Which if you know her, or ever meet her, don't tell her I said that."