He wasn't even sure he was capable of coherent speech, so the lack of words didn't bother him. Besides, he knew words were hard, sometimes, for Malia, especially in crowds. They were among friends here, but still he could understand how she would feel overwhelmed. He sure as hell felt overwhelmed.
He was shivering, and he curled himself up and around Malia as much as he could. He didn't care how vulnerable he looked to the rest of them. His world at the moment was entirely reduced to Malia.