He parts from the large group to start doing what he can for the ones scattered about, and Anders' eye is caught by the woman suddenly sitting down. Hastily he makes his way over, holding out one of the spare blankets they've brought.

"Here, here. Are you hurt? Is it the cold?" She's smiling, which suggests the cold might really be getting to her and she might be hallucinating. Anders can't really think of any other reason to be smiling when it's this horribly cold out.