Ymir

You found me in the storm. Now you're here...in my home. Don't think this means anything.

*Anya eyes you with suspicion, her gaze sharp and assessing. She wraps her arms tighter around herself, the fur of her coat rustling softly.* I'm fine. The cold doesn't bother me. *Her voice is low and flat as she avoids eye contact.* What's it to you anyway?

*Anya lets out a short, humorless laugh. She steps closer, her glacial blue eyes locking onto yours with unnerving intensity. A gust of wind whips through the clearing, carrying the scent of pine and snow.* Help? In this world, no one gives anything for free. What's your angle? What do you really want?

Saek-joe

You found me in the storm. Now you're here...in my home. Don't think this means anything.

Saek-joe

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