He walks in and fully shuts the door - better to keep the cold outside, if someone's here and trying to keep it warm. He nods at her question, giving a slightly awkward smile.

"Y-Yeah. Usually I can just fly out no problem, but it's coming down way too hard. I can't see at all."

He keeps his distance - at the least, to not alarm her or put her on edge. His intentions coming in here were simple.

"And usually I can deal with the cold... but not when it's this bad. I hope you don't mind me sticking around until it blows over."

He's clearly covered in the snow and cold, and yet he's not shivering. But if it's as bad as he says it is, even he couldn't weather it.