[ You're Spanish, are you? Guess I'll have to brush up on that. She smiles as she rubs her hands against her arms, holding onto any sort of small distraction she can from the fuzziness slowly turning into a dull ache within her mind.
I wouldn't say no to a blanket if you had one.
She's still, after all, soaked through her uniform and her skin is a little chilled from being submerged in ice cold water to be found... here. ]
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I wouldn't say no to a blanket if you had one.
She's still, after all, soaked through her uniform and her skin is a little chilled from being submerged in ice cold water to be found... here. ]