“I sometimes think about being stuck in a snow storm in the woods with Ratohnhaké:ton. He’d lead me to a secret place only he knows; maybe a treehouse, maybe a cave or a cabinet beside the lake with a fireplace. He would be so organised, as if he knew this was coming. He hunts & cooks for us and for heating us up, he hugs me from the waist under a blanket, then starts moving his hands downwards…”