"I'm okay," she answers absently, patting herself down with gloved hands to be sure she was all in one piece. The absence of her phone was noticed immediately at his next words, which made her start. She'd just been texting someone, and she distinctly remembered returning the device to her pocket.

"So is mine. It was just in my pocket..." Which, speaking of. Looking around at all the green, she's even more confused. There's too much of it. "Why is it summer all of a sudden?"

Perhaps not summer, but at least spring. She knows that corn is planted and harvested in warm weather, which her thick coat was definitely not made for.