He nodded, and kissed her softly back, a smile spreading as she buried him in affection. That was not something he could readily get tired of any time soon. It helped him to focus more on the now than the later, and as they stepped out into the biting cold his mind was firmly and fully on her and little else. It didn't take long outside before he stopped them and took out a rope, tying it around his waist, and then around hers. He tugged up his riding scarf and slipped his goggles on, though just as quickly took them off - the snow all too readily piled up in the lenses.<br/><br/>At the sound of the wolf howling, he looked around too. They'd heard the predators all the way up, but never seen them. And after the fight with the Vanguard's hulking brute especially he was wary. He stepped in closer as she spoke and nodded, then put his lips to her ear so she could hear him better. "Should we be concerned about the wolves? They didn't do much on the way up, but that howling sounds close." He glanced back as they kept on moving down the path. The fortress of Azmarin was already out of view, largely thanks to the snow, which was only getting worse.<br/><br/>They managed another solid hour of travel, but it felt like they'd gone nowhere. Carson tugged her hand to get them to stop, then knelt down and used his foot to find the wall of the mountain. Even just a few feet away, it was nearly invisible. He pulled her over with him and tugged his scarf down, hunched against the blizzard. "Do we camp here or press on? I can barely see through this, and I don't want to risk losing the path."