So people arrived in groups? Cal frowns thoughtfully. To be stuck here for any amount of months is too long as far as he's concerned. The Empire's still moving, the others, who knows what's happened to them?

"Are there many here, then?" It doesn't feel like the place is abandoned, that's for sure. The weather's surely to fault for how quiet it is otherwise. He rubs briskly at his arms to try, perhaps in vain to keep them warm while he watches the child. His head tilts as the snowball goes tumbling to be lost in the rest of the snow.

"What's wrong?" he asks, and this time he's addressing the little guy. The latter he addresses the Mandalorian with, glancing back towards that t-visored visage. "How did you know to seek out a Jedi?"