Clara's in the middle of carrying some parcels across camp when she spots him, and she sets them aside in order to make her way over to him. "I don't think this is how you're supposed to play in the snow," she teases, crouching down so she can start using both hands to scoop snow away from him.

Once she manages to get enough of it away, she offers him her hand so she can help tug him to his feet. Without gloves on, her hands are currently more than a little frozen and numb, but she manages to curl her fingers around his hand and grip hold tight as she pulls.