[ admittedly, he's a bit impressed at her ability to sound so unwilling in a situation like this. which is why there is some semblance of a twinkle of humor in his eyes as he watches her finally begin to step out. she's definitely unique, and for the first time he's arrived in this place (and perhaps, for a fair amount of time prior to this), he realizes the warmth of her hands.
he deliberates what merit there was in body warmth in a place that was obviously meant to be their grave, but despite the irony of it all, he makes no actual comment to it. instead, focusing back on her prior grumbling— ]
You're probably the only person to sound so unwilling straight to my face. [ but, he doesn't seem offended in the least. instead, reaching to pick the twig sticking from her head.
that is before, he seems to scan their immediate area. well, with it clear for now, he supposes they had time to consider their next course of action. reflecting on what someone had suggested to him prior... crossing the body of water seemed to be the next move, but. ]
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he deliberates what merit there was in body warmth in a place that was obviously meant to be their grave, but despite the irony of it all, he makes no actual comment to it. instead, focusing back on her prior grumbling— ]
You're probably the only person to sound so unwilling straight to my face. [ but, he doesn't seem offended in the least. instead, reaching to pick the twig sticking from her head.
that is before, he seems to scan their immediate area. well, with it clear for now, he supposes they had time to consider their next course of action. reflecting on what someone had suggested to him prior... crossing the body of water seemed to be the next move, but. ]
How are you with the sea?