There's a small wry chuckle at his words, this wouldn't be the first time she's put herself in the cross hairs. With that she brought herself up, grunting at the slight pain from the pain in her abdomen, which just brought more irony to this situation. She looked down at her heels for a moment, trying to weigh which was better; kicking them off and possibly getting frost bitten or keeping them off and possibly stumbling to her "death"?

It took her a moment, but she kicked off the heels, lent down and cut a pieces of cloth from her already disheveled suit pants and tied them around her feet. Might not be the same as the warmth of her shoes, but at least it offered some protection from the ice.

She stood upright and gave him a stern look, smile gone and whatever this was she wasn't planning on playing the victim or the coward. "If not that than so be it, but I won't run and have you protect me" a pause "have any weapons on you? if anything I'll defend myself and you go help the others" she wasn't completely helpless, she can vaguely fight.