[Eithan looks up from his nearly-sprawled-out position on one half of one of the couches when he hears that knock at the door, and even though he's got an unlit cigarette hanging from the corner of his mouth, he smiles when he sees North.]

Thanks, man. You helped though, you know. Give yourself some credit, too.

[He gives a firm nod, then finally lights that cigarette with the help of a small fire in the palm of his hand. He takes a quick puff, then looks up at him again.]

Been okay. Things got real there for a bit around here. Tryin' not to think that this snow's just some stupid apology, 'cause if it is, they sure don't know me that well. [Snort!] How 'bout you?