"Y-Yeh?" Jesse attempts a laugh, but it's kind of just a wavering wheeze. With how short his breath is until he's proper thawed, all his words and sentences are brief and huffed. "Snow...Storm. Happenin' real-...Real quick. Sl-Slowed me down. Then." Well, this. Then this happened.

He looks aside curiously, more with his eyes with his head, because he's not keen on moving his neck overmuch either just yet. "...Yer house?"