"No, it's all right." He's even set some tea out for her as he guides her to sit down in the living room. "Winter... ah, yes. I've heard of those." He'd been asking around about winter traditions anyway, curious as to what the neighbors were up to. He'd heard mention about memories, but not paid them much mind.

This place has a habit of dragging up old memories anyway.

"I assume you saw one of mine, then. What did you see?" He's not judging, just curious - he knows a lot of what he's seen has probably zero context for anyone else.