( as she approaches, lana may or may not catch wei ying ever-so-subtly examining her, the snow at her feet, etc. to identify the source of that popping (are her boots crunching the snow differently? somehow??) - but it stops before he can quite figure it out. he's still eyeing her with faint intrigue when he realizes she's actually coming to their cabin, whoops.

'is this where gilia's living still?' wei ying steals a glance over his shoulder at the cabin, then back at lana. ) Gilia? Ah, no - she tends the farm now, I think? ( at least that was the intention, though he's not entirely sure how much ~tending~ it needs in this sort of weather. and, because rampant curiosity demands it, ) Did you hear a sort of - I don't know, popping just down the path a bit? Snapping, perhaps?