There's a small amount of wood someone has piled up by the fireplace. There's also plenty of books, but those are only a last resort.

[She's fairly certain that she's just stolen someone else's cabin and then invited a stranger inside. It's probably something she ought to feel guilty about, but she's just grateful that she has a place to keep warm and now she has company. Going through something like being snowed in would be miserable all by herself.]

What were you doing out there all alone, anyway? It's dangerous in weather like this.