She's shivering a little, still, and he moves closer; he's rarely cold if he puts any effort into warming himself at all. "It's true," he says thoughtfully. "Depends on what you're looking to do, I suppose."
Aoife has a dignity to her as she talks about her family. He nods. "I don't know much about Cassandra, I have to admit. You'll have to tell me about her."
"Would you like to come inside while you dry off?" He gestures toward the house, a little ways further into the woods.
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Date: 2015-04-09 11:35 pm (UTC)Aoife has a dignity to her as she talks about her family. He nods. "I don't know much about Cassandra, I have to admit. You'll have to tell me about her."
"Would you like to come inside while you dry off?" He gestures toward the house, a little ways further into the woods.