It's a hard habit to break, standing outside until he's got full and proper permission to come in. One might think he's a vampire thanks to his reticence. Unfortunately for him and his sensibilities though, Chris is laid up and he doesn't really want to make them actually get up to answer the door when it's freezing out.

"Hey Freeman," he calls about as loud as he dares into the house as he knocks the snow off his boots against the doorjamb. His pack gets left just inside after he's dug out a carefully tied package to hand over.