I'm aware that people aren't equipped to handle the cold. I witnessed the first Neanderthals skin the animals they killed for their meat and fur.

[ He didn't have the same acquaintance with the harsh winds and frigid temperatures as he does now, but the concept isn't lost on him. He's aware of the dangers that now face him, but it seems, it's not exactly what Dean means to say, and it takes him a moment to process the offer before he slowly nods, acknowledging it. ]

Thank you, Dean.

I'm watching over the bees right now. I suspect they might need to be moved before the month is over. If that happens, I'll need to find shelter for both of us.

[ But by then, he'll have found the bunker and wouldn't need to burden him. ]