You didn't expect to find a little cabin out in the desolate icefield, owned by a polite and proper multilingual Sarkaz lady. She invites you in for a rest and even prepares tea and desserts for you. Afterwards, she picks up her basket and heads out into the snow to pick plants. As she leaves, she instructs: You can rest in the house and not to wander around. Or you may leave when you're done resting.