[The blanket doesn't help at all. The cold is bone deep, painful. And in addition to the cold, Bedivere will realize he feels faint. His stomach is gnawing with hunger - it's hard to imagine how he didn't notice before, but it feels like he hasn't eaten in a week. The longer he waits, the stronger the feeling of freezing cold and starvation will grow, and the harder it will become to ignore those feelings.

Krampus continues to hold three fingers up.]

E̶̯̜̕a̴̧̜̹̳̓͝t̴̢̮̣̏͑̋.̷̮̙̆͗̇̌ ̸̳͆̐͑̑Y̵̧̬̜̑̀ö̴͈͙̬́͐͌̒ŭ̶̡̱̠̆̕ ̶̨̛̞̦̀͘m̵̨̠͋ŭ̶̙͜s̶͙͝t̴̙̓̅͐͗.

[He continues to offer the milk and cookies, but he will nod at the question.]

S̵̻̔̕͝ͅĥ̴̜̼͈ò̷͓̒̈̍u̷̥͝ļ̸̆̍͘ͅd̵̮̺̙̠̾̏̌͗ṋ̷̺̤͖̈́̒̓̚'̶̞̈̂̽̀t̵̙̣̝̀͘ ̶̼̀͝b̷̹̣̯̿̋́̂e̷̠͕̚̕ ̷̬͒͝ẖ̸̢̗̿̕͝ë̷̤̘́r̵̩̰̍́̎ẻ̴̟̻̐̏̀.̴̦̣̼͑̀̚ ̴̛̺̱͑̀̐N̸̞͇͌̀̑e̸̡͗͘ẽ̶̺͔̱͚̽̍d̴̨̬̳̻̎ ̸͉̽̒̃t̷̨́͝ǒ̵̙̮̀͝ ̸͕͙̼̼̆g̴̬̪̫̥̎̀ǫ̴̻̣̙͘.̷̡͛̄̀́ͅ.

[And he lowers one of his fingers.]