"I know," she mumbled. And she did.

Snow didn't believe in not calling things what they were, but she didn't know how to do that when she didn't know what it was.

So she did the animal thing and primed to flee.

"I'm gonna go in, I'm cold," tumbled out, which was not a lie, but it tasted wrong and she didn't like it. She got to her feet and made for the main building.