You're more than welcome. [Something about the way Jack pet Karen reminded Jim of when he first met her all those years ago, cautious but eager. It's amusing, and a little touching. Bending down to scoop up snow, resuming tossing the ball back and forth in his hands, Jim huffed with a small smile.]

I think I might head off to explore this district a bit more soon; need to find shelter. You want to come along?