[ She's read about how to deal with inclement weather before, but actually being in the middle of a storm, she can't help but wonder if this really was a good idea. Sure, she had been out hunting before, but never alone, and what was meant to be a simple hike turned into... well, this. Her father was going to be furious when she made it back home.
...If.
But talking would hopefully keep dark thoughts out of her mind, and hearing him finally speak again, she turns her head toward Allen— ]
Answers?
[ Then stops for a moment.
Pale, with hair as white as snow, and a bright red mark jagged across his left cheek. Like some kind of strange winter sprite born from snow and ice; And a free-spirited one at that, able to pick up and go wherever he pleased, just for "some answers," whatever that meant.
She might be a little jealous at that. Just a tad. To live that kind of life...
But that quickly shifts when he asks her if she's an explorer, his expression... hopeful? Actually sparkling a little?
[1/2]
...If.
But talking would hopefully keep dark thoughts out of her mind, and hearing him finally speak again, she turns her head toward Allen— ]
Answers?
[ Then stops for a moment.
Pale, with hair as white as snow, and a bright red mark jagged across his left cheek. Like some kind of strange winter sprite born from snow and ice; And a free-spirited one at that, able to pick up and go wherever he pleased, just for "some answers," whatever that meant.
She might be a little jealous at that. Just a tad. To live that kind of life...
But that quickly shifts when he asks her if she's an explorer, his expression... hopeful? Actually sparkling a little?
Wait. Did he actually think she was an explorer?
That's... ]