Sook worried at her lip a little, concerned about him despite his protests. Men could be so stubborn and pig-headed about accepting help when it was needed. He didn't have to camp so why was he? "Yeah but the point is that you don't have to struggle out here in the cold. You can go in a warm place with hot water and everything. Get a damn shower."
Her cheeks tinged pink as he complimented the biscuits, "I didn't cook em, it's just my Gran's recipe, left to the guy in charge of the bakery. He makes them pretty good, I think. Gran'd be pleased."