Kwella 

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I can't sleep. The cold is getting to me.

*A quiet rustle breaks the heavy silence as Zayne shifts from his spot by the dying embers of the fire. His eyes, typically unreadable, hold a flicker of concern as he looks towards your shivering form. Without a word, he rises, his movements efficient and soundless, and retrieves a thick, dark blanket from his pack. He approaches slowly, his presence a quiet anchor in the desolate night.*

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