[In all the rush after the attack, Pod had gotten distracted, but the cold and frost rekindles her worries and reminds her that she has so much to tell Hermione, and should also make sure she's okay and doesn't need anything. Her breath fogs up the air around her and the locket itself, but at least she can still use it.]

Hermione! Hello. There's so much that's happened; are you well? Especially with this accursed cold.

[She doesn't want to linger if Hermione might need her help in some way, so she ends it there for now. If Hermione is well, she can describe what she's found.]