( A little smile curls at the corners of her mouth. Slight, barely lasting a moment, before she shakily exhales. Blinking a couple of times, Abella refocuses on Astrid, and leans partly against the bed frame. )
Is there a reason you haven't gone home? Other than missions and the distance.
( Surely there'd be reasons why it'd be necessary to go there, and useful to have mountainfolk amongst the numbers for such a mission. The hesitation caught her attention; in a strange way, the suggestion of someone else's struggles anchors her even more than the thought of cold that cuts through your lungs with each breath. )
no subject
( A little smile curls at the corners of her mouth. Slight, barely lasting a moment, before she shakily exhales. Blinking a couple of times, Abella refocuses on Astrid, and leans partly against the bed frame. )
Is there a reason you haven't gone home? Other than missions and the distance.
( Surely there'd be reasons why it'd be necessary to go there, and useful to have mountainfolk amongst the numbers for such a mission. The hesitation caught her attention; in a strange way, the suggestion of someone else's struggles anchors her even more than the thought of cold that cuts through your lungs with each breath. )