The last time he'd been around here, Varius recalled, he'd needed a bundle of blankets, needed to be around one of the little fires his family set up during resting periods, or in a small shelter. The last time he'd been here had been some years ago, he'd still had his family around him, he'd been... what? A Moonmon still? Hardly a creature suited to the cold, to be certain, and still fairly young yet. And now, in stark contrast, he couldn't see his breath near as much, where before it had looked like a practically solid mist. Now, whether by virtue of his fur or his natural affinity with ice, the surrounding cold felt like nothing more than a minor chill, and he could trudge through the snow just fine on his own, relatively tiring though it was even for his strong legs. Where he was to head to, honestly, even he wasn't actually certain... not that that was any remote surprise given his wandering lifestyle nowadays, not often seeking out anything in particular now he'd little hope of tracking down his nomadic family again. Speaking of which... no, never mind. That wasn't them -- couldn't possibly be them, not at those numbers -- but it was... interesting all the same. A caravan of some sort; traders, perhaps, judging by all the miscellaneous curiosities loaded up on sleds and things designed for simple transport across the snow? He wasn't really certain... but... now that he'd found it, could he just back down? Perhaps they had some sort of info on what he was ultimately looking for... or, otherwise, anything really of interest. Allowing himself a light, calming breath, the Lekismon lowered himself a little before using those strong legs of his to just jump, covering much better distances than he would by walking, and with less energy, to boot. Judging by the seeming slow coming and going of a few others, he doubted it would be any trouble for him to show up, and yet... there was also a human. Well, at least one human; anything beyond that, he couldn't completely tell. Now was perhaps not a great time for it, yet... he couldn't help but be curious anyway... "Are you two... not cold?" the rabbit-like digimon curiously asked after easily landing nearby the duo he'd spotted, only allowing himself one little breath for the sake of the minor exhaustion setting in so far. "At least... I've heard by now that humans get cold pretty easily..." he offered, awkwardly scratching at the back of his head. Of course, what he'd heard was not necessarily... well, never mind. Humans were still relatively new things to all of them. "Um... I'm Varius. I was just headed over there if you... wanted to go together...?" he suggested, still somewhat awkwardly. Hardly could he say he was good at interacting with others, digimon or human. "Seems like they've got plenty of stuff to see... lots more than the little caravan sorta group I used to live with."