Her eyes go to the windows, then back to him, and while she assents...

"Going outside isn't fun for you, I take it?" he says easily, as matter of fact as he can make himself. He knows trauma, and knows she's been through a lot. Doesn't want to make her feel bad about something that's perfectly understandable. "It's okay. Don't have to, or we can stay close, under shelter. Whatever suits you."