He nodded as Gwenog seemed to get it, then his smile fixed a little as he realized the woman had a pretty good idea of where Meg was sleeping, even if she didn't know the exact location. "I- er- She didn't want to spread her cold around. You know, just in case?" He was running out of safe things to say.
Feeling more and more awkward, he tried a friendly smile and told Gwenog (who was looking at him like sludge scraped off her boot), "You have a nice broom."