@onburdenedwings
“Ah, you mistake me. By accepting my offer, you have proven my cold endurance surpasses yours.” A statement in jest or was he serious? His smile made it hard to tell, but he did look rather pleased with himself. “But I saw you shiver, my friend. No need to hide it. Winter is bitter to those unaccustomed to it. You should ensure you pack for all weather.”
Her eyes narrowed and she gave him a look that implied she was sizing him up. “Hmmph,” she said finally, pulling the jacket more firmly around her. “Then maybe I’ll just keep it, since you clearly have no need of it, hardened Ilsabardian that you are.”











