While reassuring isn't exactly how Cal would describe an Inquisitor being in agreement with his perception of things, he's glad he isn't expected to try giving any further explanations. There's little enough to be gained from each other by way of information at this point, not if they've not been here very long.
To his credit Cal manages not to flinch, but his gaze drops down to the shovel there planted at his feet almost in disbelief. In spite of himself he feels a smirk tug at his lips.
"Doesn't look like it, does it?" Still, somewhere out of the cold is definitely more preferable than where he's been standing out in it. He finally moves to dust off some of the snow that had earlier clung to him, reaching then for the handle of the shovel. Never know when it might actually be useful.
"Might try taking a look around anyway, once I can feel my toes again," the padawan says as he swings the shovel up against a shoulder. Snow or not, he's not exactly going to just sit around and wait it out.
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To his credit Cal manages not to flinch, but his gaze drops down to the shovel there planted at his feet almost in disbelief. In spite of himself he feels a smirk tug at his lips.
"Doesn't look like it, does it?" Still, somewhere out of the cold is definitely more preferable than where he's been standing out in it. He finally moves to dust off some of the snow that had earlier clung to him, reaching then for the handle of the shovel. Never know when it might actually be useful.
"Might try taking a look around anyway, once I can feel my toes again," the padawan says as he swings the shovel up against a shoulder. Snow or not, he's not exactly going to just sit around and wait it out.