Ellie ends up being carried, and there's a faint sense of deja vu she can't place as she shivers in a grown man's arms. The part of her that wants to be independent, self-reliant, taking nothing from nobody, falls away to the animal instinct to surive. She curls into every bit of warmth she can get while her teeth chatter.

So, no resistance. The icy cold of the shadows-- it felt like dying. She's been closer, but she can't remember it so well as something that just happened.