Kevin
Sleet looks around for a moment, taking in the meadows surrounding them. There's not much to eat out here, save for little morsels: the occasional mouse or mole, if they were fast enough to catch them. So... They must have travelled from somewhere, if he had to guess, though he can't be sure which direction they came from: the Ice Kingdom, or the Night? Or somewhere else entirely, such as Sanctuary? There are too many questions, and far too few ways to ask them properly. 
"You two... Got anywhere to stay?" He ventures carefully, lowering himself further into the grass to be more at eye-level with the little ones. He reaches one claw up to lightly scratch at his jaw, careful not to stare *Too* Hard at the dragonets, even as he tries to figure out how they're doing- physically, anyways. He cant imagine that there would be many dragonets alone in the world who are doing *'well'* Mentally.
Michael
The twins are totally fine yes whatever
Crystal
She nibbled quietly on the assortment of foods that had been provided by Sleet, her wings tucked in closely to herself. Her tail was resting over Blackout's, as if protectively making sure he was still next to her. She didn't respond, but it was clear she was reminiscing on what had happened to her. It wasn't clear *What* Had happened though.
Edward
He finished the snacks quickly, shuffling his wings. He perked his ears up when Sleet asked the question, shuffling his wings uncomfortably. "No. We don't. We've come a long way." He whispered faintly, but it was clear he was the one who had the confidence of the two. His sister was just protective, which he understood why.
Kevin
Moons be damned, how did he know that would be the answer. He holds back a sigh, not wanting to make the two think he was upset in any way.
"Well," He starts again patiently, taking another look around, as if to do a final, cursory scan for parents that he knows aren't there, before returning his gaze to the two, "My name's Sleet. You don't gotta tell me yours, if you'd rather not, but... I've got a place you two can stay, if you like. There's food, and other dragonets. You'll be safe." He watches their reactions from the corner of his eye, spiked tail tip rustling softly in the grass behind him. 
Being icewing hybrids, they might not take too well to the rainforest- but, with the recent news of the icewing king's new law, Sleet isn't willing to send them back to the Ice Kingdom; not for anything in the world. Now that he's gotten a chance to observe them, though, they seem to be nightwing hybrids. So, perhaps the temperature wont bother them too much..? He can only hope.