Tommy lets her have her moment, lets her react to something he can't see or hear out there in the snow. There is a visceral thing in him that responds to violence and death, a younger man that lived in him in these moments.

He got to his feet and didn't try to grab her. He wasn't sure putting hands on would result in anything other than her further rage, then directed at him. But he does come closer, quiet, present. He's got a gun in his holster. All she needs do is direct him on her war path, and he'll go with her.

"We'll find her," he promises.