[ her head snaps to up at the sound of another's voice coming from the side of her, breaking through the snow-blanketed landscape around them, cold and unfamiliar.
she isn't sure who she was expecting to see, but her eyes narrow, confusion written clear across a soot-smudged face. his clothes stick out of the most, dark silhouette carved across the flurry of white, coat cut too-sharp.
and no armor or sword in sight. she isn't sure if it is relief she feels, exactly. perhaps it is, beneath the bone-deep tiredness. the cold had done wonders to numb the wound at her side she keeps out of sight, and blurs her senses enough for him to be able to approach her without hearing him first. a stark point of irritation.
with a set jaw, and unease bleeding out into her posture, she frowns. ] So far. I woke up here without a bloody memory of how.
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she isn't sure who she was expecting to see, but her eyes narrow, confusion written clear across a soot-smudged face. his clothes stick out of the most, dark silhouette carved across the flurry of white, coat cut too-sharp.
and no armor or sword in sight. she isn't sure if it is relief she feels, exactly. perhaps it is, beneath the bone-deep tiredness. the cold had done wonders to numb the wound at her side she keeps out of sight, and blurs her senses enough for him to be able to approach her without hearing him first. a stark point of irritation.
with a set jaw, and unease bleeding out into her posture, she frowns. ] So far. I woke up here without a bloody memory of how.