Colin is struggling somewhere between terrified, exasperated, and reluctantly amused, and he's trying very hard to pretend that he didn't also scream a little when Toska burst out of the snow so suddenly. How the heck did he end up being the one stuck here with the troll? Still, at least he's found him again today, so that has to count for something.

"You know, just because we're on another planet--" and he's been in a low-level state of panic about that pretty much since their arrival, "--doesn't mean the humans here are any more accustomed to trolls than humans back home are."

He hunches down in his coat with a huff, then imperiously sticks his hand out for Toska. Well, the troll's the only one around here the slightest bit familiar, and if he's going to be stuck here, he certainly doesn't want to be alone. Probably a good idea to avoid any angry mobs. "Come on, before their parents come after you with pitchforks and you do something foolish."