[Lucky for Rhys, Lilith just connects that funny look Rhys has to the live burials and snowstorm. She grimaces, part sympathy and part 'christ i'm really not gonna enjoy this place', and the sentiments are maybe not evenly divided.]

Well, shit. [Pretty traumatic seems about right, yeah.] Congrats on making it out defrosted and intact. As intact as you were before, I'm assuming. [She nods at his arm.]

If you want help staying that way, though, look me up so long as I'm here. I owe you one for earlier. [And with a grin, she adds--] If you thought that was cool, wait 'till you see what else a siren can do.