"No, I'm not. I'll be standing near a fire and making breakfast in about two minutes, no chance of my hands getting that cold. Anyway, it's great weather, very warm." He started stirring in the powder, and mixed it, wordless and thoughtful.
In times like these, he most resembled his father - his hair was unkempt and he was preparing food, in the woods - and he didn't realize it at all. He wasn't wearing a shirt just yet, figuring it was warm enough weather where he didn't really need one, especially when he was going to be up next to the fire in a minute.
"We're going to need some medium sized branches for the hot tub, so don't burn those. about a fifth of meter width, about a meter wide. A lot of those, or the trunks of the trees would work, too. Take less time to build that way." He told Soren, so he wouldn't accidentally use those pieces to burn.