It's okay. It was a year ago. Roughly. [ Miriam is far more annoyed that she's up and out and about with her mud mask still on, complete with curlers she'd managed to find, wrapped in a dainty little headscarf. Her nightgown isn't meant for the weather, even with her winter jacket over it.
Sarissa is absolutely going to owe her one. She finds her quick enough, lantern in hand, and she looks down. ]
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Sarissa is absolutely going to owe her one. She finds her quick enough, lantern in hand, and she looks down. ]
Get up, please, before we both freeze to death.