After you make sure Lottie is still alive, you sneak out the front door and follow Shauna outside. You see her shaking from both her anger and the cold, shoving her bruised and bloody knuckles into the snow. Slowly, you walk up and kneel beside her, placing your hand on her shoulder but she brushes it off roughly. You don't say anything - you know she's still pissed off.

Her hands shake as she digs them out of the snow, and you wince at how bloody they are. You melt into her side again and she lets you, sniveling quietly while she tries to calm her breathing. "You should keep them in the snow. The cold will help with the bruising." you say, gently grabbing her wrists and placing her knuckles back in the snow.

"Is she...?" Shauna trails off, glancing back at the cabin briefly.