“That, it is,” Bee chuckled. She had spent most of her life in Italy, where the weather was a lot more gentle than it was in Khatanga. To make matters worse in that department, Bee had happened to move there close to winter, which meant temperatures were dropping quickly, and the blonde didn’t feel, at all, prepared for the winter. “Maybe they are. But it probably won’t take too long until they miss you guys,” she pointed out. Coming from a boisterous family herself, she knew exactly what it could be like. “So far, Russia has been pretty good to me. I mean, it could have been better, but I suppose people don’t know me well enough yet. We’ll get there,” she reasoned as she lifted a few things and dusted a nearby cabinet. “But I haven’t arrived here that long ago either. About a month, I’d say. How about you? And where are you staying?”
“I at least hope so” she joked “i think i’ll be missing them somewhat sooner than they’ll miss me, especially since i was the last to come here.” she already missed Italy, usually when she travelled she didn’t get homsesick fast but maybe it was the who knows when i’ll go back thing that truly made her long for her homeland more than if she was just travelling. “have there been some issues? or is the getting used to other country and people?” she looked around “i actually may be a little lost, but i am staying near a library? i think? i’ll get there at some point.”
