Her brows furrow—not that he'd be able to see—and she has to assume the waving tall thing is the bodiless voice… that now has a body. He's very tall for a loud voice.

Drawing in a breath, she lifts her hands away from herself and begins waving wildly back, still marching forward, desperate for that boarding house heat.

"You're very tall!" Excitement bubbles in her chest and she laughs loudly, feeling relief at the fact she won't die in the snow. "Wait there!" She moves quickly, uncaring now of the thick blanket beneath her feet, and runs the distance between her and the tall and lanky, arm-waving voice.