It's just as well, because Meredith trusts him to keep them going the right way. She's got sense enough to leave it at that, leaning her head against his shoulder, because she's as liable to run into a tree as find her way to his door if she keeps it up, but she's not paying her surroundings much attention either. As they walk, she reaches up to rest her hand on his where it lies on her shoulder, impatient now to be in out of the cold.