[ Susato looks down at herself, clearly self-conscious, with a small blush to her cheeks that is thankfully difficult to see as they are. When he ushers them inside, she is thankful--mostly for the change in subject, but also to get out of the snow. ]
O, Okay.
[ Of course it's even colder inside. Susato can see her breath as she watches him light the fire--something to aspire to, for sure--and she's taking a good look at him for the first time in a while. ]
Does it hurt? [ She frowns, a worried expression suddenly written all over her face. ] You have patches on your skin... and a tail still.
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O, Okay.
[ Of course it's even colder inside. Susato can see her breath as she watches him light the fire--something to aspire to, for sure--and she's taking a good look at him for the first time in a while. ]
Does it hurt? [ She frowns, a worried expression suddenly written all over her face. ] You have patches on your skin... and a tail still.