[ Humming his acknowledgement, he fishes out the parcel of silver, held in a small box of Nadril make rather than the linen pouches you'd see in Wyver or Olympia. Handing it off, he shifts, giving the impression of a shrug beneath his jacket. ]
Chryse was always cold, so it's all the same for me. It didn't have snow like this, though.
[ Still, his statement tapers off, leaving him trying to parse Duo's current state.
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Chryse was always cold, so it's all the same for me. It didn't have snow like this, though.
[ Still, his statement tapers off, leaving him trying to parse Duo's current state.
His stare is probably pretty unnerving. ]