"Ah, I see." Al walked over to Sage, placing a sticky bun in his mouth.
"Still unused to harsh travel, I see. It's alright, miss; you'll get stronger with time." he nodded, patting the girl's shoulder. "I guess if it's that big a problem, we can get some sleep for tonight. A bed beats a snow den, anyhow."

Al's eyes slowly turned downward, landing on the bun. It was drizzled with honey, and sweet. Wordlessly, he took another bite, chewing thoughtfully.
"Delicious."