[Yeah. That's probably all it was. Just...not being used to the cold.
Wolfwood exhales slowly, taking another bite of toast. It's a damn luxury, and they're just eating like it's anything else. It still doesn't feel real, not after what they'd been through. It feels like it was just hours ago they were on that ship, and every time he closes his eyes, he's back there again.
What he needs right now is another smoke.]
It's only getting colder. Every day.
[It's not something Wolfwood is used to either, to be honest. It's the first time either of them have ever seen snow.]
...so what now? We can't leave. Can't go back into those woods.
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[Yeah. That's probably all it was. Just...not being used to the cold.
Wolfwood exhales slowly, taking another bite of toast. It's a damn luxury, and they're just eating like it's anything else. It still doesn't feel real, not after what they'd been through. It feels like it was just hours ago they were on that ship, and every time he closes his eyes, he's back there again.
What he needs right now is another smoke.]
It's only getting colder. Every day.
[It's not something Wolfwood is used to either, to be honest. It's the first time either of them have ever seen snow.]
...so what now? We can't leave. Can't go back into those woods.