[Robyn feels a similar relief when the ice finally breaks apart into a hole big enough to swim through. She's shivering as well, but it hasn't registered to her yet how cold she is--she's just glad she and this stranger managed to make it out alive.]
I'm...I'm alright. Are you...?
[She also hasn't realized yet that they've somehow ended up at a random street in Trench, and they're also somehow halfway out of a manhole.]
I’m— o-okay, now, [ but he’s threatening to stutter every word he speaks at this point! so cold. no amount of hugging himself will help unless he goes and gets a hot bath. where were they even? perle, his tiny falcon omen, lands on his shoulder with great big puffs of shivering feathers. i was so worried, she coos. ] W-we’re both okay then, I’m glad—
[Well, that's certainly something that can take her mind off of how cold they both are. It isn't too long before Robyn's own falcon, Merlyn, swoops down to land on her arm, even if she shivers while holding it out.]
[For the first time since they came up for air, Robyn tries to get her bearings on where they are.]
Um, do...d-do you know where we are right now? [She's only just realized they're on a random street in Trench, and with everything that's happened she's not entirely sure where it is.]
[ he has to look around better to confirm that, and sadly, nothing is really ringing a distinct bell. trench was so big, and it was certain that even in a year of being here, he didn't know every corner of the city. ]
I d-don't, but— If we walk a bit, I'm sure we'll find somewhere I've been.
[ i can help with that, perle adds, and takes to the sky to find their way around. ]
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I'm...I'm alright. Are you...?
[She also hasn't realized yet that they've somehow ended up at a random street in Trench, and they're also somehow halfway out of a manhole.]
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[Well, that's certainly something that can take her mind off of how cold they both are. It isn't too long before Robyn's own falcon, Merlyn, swoops down to land on her arm, even if she shivers while holding it out.]
I-I'm alright, Merlyn. We got ourselves out.
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[ except perle is squeaking and preening on top of the boy’s head now! trying to pamper him! ]
And I’m Falco. [ fitting! they’re all birds here. ] Maybe we should find some place to get warm— a-and dry.
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[For the first time since they came up for air, Robyn tries to get her bearings on where they are.]
Um, do...d-do you know where we are right now? [She's only just realized they're on a random street in Trench, and with everything that's happened she's not entirely sure where it is.]
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[ he has to look around better to confirm that, and sadly, nothing is really ringing a distinct bell. trench was so big, and it was certain that even in a year of being here, he didn't know every corner of the city. ]
I d-don't, but— If we walk a bit, I'm sure we'll find somewhere I've been.
[ i can help with that, perle adds, and takes to the sky to find their way around. ]