In all honesty, it was just a general greeting from a man following in Maine's broken trail in a blizzard. Nothing to really boggle over. Except the guy wasn't moving now. That was frustrating. With a sigh Nida looked up. And up. And up. And other than a brief smirk as he thought 'well that explains the good trail' he didn't seem bothered by what he saw.

"You gonna keep going?" he asked, once more though chattering teeth. Because he would like to get inside. If not, he'll forge his way around the man.