Ellie is sitting on the couch with her knees pulled up to her chest. She's not really doing anything. She has her coat and shoes on for warmth, and of course there's the candle nearby, but otherwise she's just kind of...sitting there.

It's been a long two days, really.

She hears Malcolm and looks up at him, though it takes half a second for her to actually register him there. She's been pretty lost in her own thoughts.

"Oh. Malcolm, hey. God, don't remind me of those shadow things. I'm, you know, stuck in this stupid house in a stupid blizzard. You do the math."