Gene
Trudging onwards through the lower half of Skyrim's coldest region, having handed Serrida that same bear pelt from before, while he himself and venture seemed mostly unbotherwd by it all.
Only throwing a light cloak over his body and that was really it.
Walking through and making a path through the snow covered path.
Which he seemed to be having no problem following.
"As much as I'd like to bed down again, I belive we're going to skip Windhelm, if you think the other cities aren't very accepting, this one is the worst. The dunmer are treated like sewer rats and most other races aren't much better off. I'm afraid they would just find a good laugh if you told them about yourself"
Brenda
She had never known a nord that felt the winds chill. The race was made for this weather. While her heart and soul wanted to be one of them. Her body knew it wasn't. Winds and cold like this wouldn't do for a race that lived in the hottest parts of Tamerial. She was freezing even in the bear pelt while her beloved Ed was perfectly fine. Still it was beautiful out here. Her heart sank when she heard the hold mentioned. Ulfric barely tolerated the 3 other races of human and had Hatred for most of the elves. And nothing but complete contempt for Beastfolk. Even if Reian vouched for her. She doubted the guards would care what even he thought. "I know. " As he walked near she rested her head on him from atop her horse. The gesture translated to that makes me sad comfort me please
Tom
He raised his hand to gently rest it on her leg, he'd put together by this point that trying to reassure or comfort verbally was just not in the cards for him.
So this was the best he could think of without being certain he'd just upset her more, but being in the road he also had to keep his eyes out for dangers and the like.
Making sure he didn't slip on ice or anything.