They continued walking across the snowy expanse. The wind was becoming stiffer, the snow blowing briskly into their faces. “The climate is changing faster than your estimates indicated, Doctor Mann,” N’tho muttered.
	It was not a statement that provided her with any sort of positive feeling.
	Her soldiers were closing in behind her and around her, and she quickly realized they were surrounding her, shielding her from the buffeting of the snow with their own bodies. She wanted to tell them that wasn’t necessary—that she was capable of enduring the Ark’s surface with the same determination. But they were doing exactly what they were supposed to do, and she had no business overriding their instinct to protect her.
	(...)
	Richards’s breath was becoming more pronounced, and she was starting to feel a numbness in her lungs. She glanced around and saw that the four UNSC soldiers appeared to be slowing down as well. Walking was becoming more of an effort, the snow getting thicker around them. It was rising a few centimeters every fifteen minutes—not blizzard levels yet, but it certainly seemed to be on its way.
	Richards felt her legs starting to shake, which annoyed the living hell out of her, and she despised her body for threatening to give out. So instead she ignored it, forcing herself forward as the snow hammered down.
	(...)
	“The snowfall is becoming rather severe. Too much for your soldiers to endure.”
	“We can endure anything you can,” Calder said, but Richards saw that he was shivering. The other three were, too. Not that any of them would have admitted to any sort of discomfort. Even the thermal protective gear that they had brought wasn’t cutting it in this section of the Ark, at least not in its current state.
	(...)
	“Let us walk,” Kola said. “My legs sicken of our complacency.”
	It was a figure of speech that showed the Elite wasn’t accustomed to waiting around for weaker humans and the problems that attended them. It made Luther uneasy. Kola’s tone suggested that they were simply strolling along some riverside. This was definitely not a stroll, nor was it a riverside. But then he realized that he had no idea what sort of weather Kola and the other Sangheili were accustomed to back on their own worlds. For all he knew, this was genuinely equivalent to a walk in the park for them.

Hunters in the Dark Ch 10