Sidro's breath puffed out into little clouds in the chilly night air. His hands dug deeply into the pockets of his coat and he moved to stand nearer to Sorin. "We will find her." His voice was low and even. Steady and comforting. He was worried about Ellie too, how could he not? And on top of that, he could feel Sorin's anxiety in his chest. Which was exactly why he made sure to keep his voice calm as they spoke. "We're family," he added. She wouldn't go without us. She will be here somewhere, and probably much warmer than we are." His warm eyes met with Sorin's and he gave a small nod. "We will find her," he repeated again.