[There is definitely a moment where she considers whether or not following her is the best idea, but she dismisses those insecurities. Trying to trick her with a fish person is just too absurd.
The shack isn't much too speak of, rickety and old, and barely enough to cut the wind. But it's drier than outside and, honestly, it isn't at all the worst place she's ever spent a night.]
It'll do. [She sheds the wet tarp, leaving it to the side and brushes some of her wet hair from her face. She isn't much to see without it. Perhaps even shorter than Mipha and thin as anything, with short dark hair that just barely brushes her shoulders, dressed in simple clothes in muted colors, backpack strapped firmly to her back and without a bit of jewelry or any kind of ornamentation. In contrast to Mipha's collection which she glances over once. The trident getting a second look.]
Thank you. [Oddly, despite the chill wind and being soaked to the bone she doesn't shiver.] My name is Vin.
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The shack isn't much too speak of, rickety and old, and barely enough to cut the wind. But it's drier than outside and, honestly, it isn't at all the worst place she's ever spent a night.]
It'll do. [She sheds the wet tarp, leaving it to the side and brushes some of her wet hair from her face. She isn't much to see without it. Perhaps even shorter than Mipha and thin as anything, with short dark hair that just barely brushes her shoulders, dressed in simple clothes in muted colors, backpack strapped firmly to her back and without a bit of jewelry or any kind of ornamentation. In contrast to Mipha's collection which she glances over once. The trident getting a second look.]
Thank you. [Oddly, despite the chill wind and being soaked to the bone she doesn't shiver.] My name is Vin.