Jennifer rolled her eyes. She'd met plenty of men like this one in her life. She didn't really want to have to deal with one when she had to deal with so many other things. Like if they were going to freeze to death or not.
"Please tell me you have some experience with dealing with things like this." She said to Zoe. "Because I don't."
It was a sad thing, really. She was an agent. But they'd never been trained in winter survival. Especially where she'd lived. It hadn't been particularly necessary.
She carefully slid her legs into the sleeping bag around the cat, since her blanket had been taken. Though, she supposed even if he was a jerk, he did sort of need it more than she did.