She took a large sip of the coffee without adding anything. She really didn't care how it tasted, she just wanted to feel warm.
"Why do you keep coffee in a tea set?"
She follows him into the other room, considering taking the gun before sitting down. Had she... really just considered that? The cold must really be getting to her now.
"Thank you very much." She forced a smile. Could she even fire a gun? She cleared her mind, trying to focus on the food.
She smiles weakly and enters the home, remaining by the door. She can't help but give a few nervous glances at the gun. Why would he need something like that out here? Was the wildlife really that much of a problem? She shuddered a little at the thought.
She quickly breaks eye contact, unnerved by his stare. Fiddling with her fingers, she manages to stammer something out.
"Might I come in? I'm lost." Her hopes of him saying yes were starting to fade, he didn't seem all too happy to see her. Well... less hope is better than none I suppose...
A tall white haired woman gives the old man a nervous smile.
"Hello?" She mutters, hiding her hands in her jacket. She hoped he'd let her in, the cold was beginning to get to her and she didn't know how much longer she could last out here. Hell, she'd be grateful for just a little food.