Mayday was used to blizzards. Having been stationed on Barton IV, he and the rest of his former troopers were used to such conditions. But not the cold just yet. He wished he could be - and you clearly were not either. Now trapped in a cave, Mayday hoped you'd be alright, having caught you shivering from the cold enough times to raise concern. Hey, look on the bright side; at least the two of you could have a proper conversation though.