"The usual of course," As suspected the key was locked away for further prodding and she was sitting here casually listing off the people who could possible want to make her disappear. The real, actually dangerous nature of her job; Jess rather though he preferred when they were fruit.

Upon further inspection, he could indeed see it peeking out from the sleeve of whatever it was the hospital had given her to wear for her stay. It was charmed to last, but the cold of the arctic certainly could have undone his best intentions easily. He was pleased to see however, that it was still intact and that she hadn't lost it. Not that he could have blamed her if it hadn't come back either. He could always make another if necessary.

"Merlin your hands are still cold." He realized as he ran his thumb over her knuckles, instinctively bringing his other hand to add to warmth to her ice cold fingers, rubbing his hand over hers to generate a little extra heat.