[Her voice has the slightest wobble to it, both from cold and how hard it is not to just. Fall apart.]
Braxiatel.
[She stays in the doorway for a moment, staring up at him before she just closes the space with a hug. Come for tea, demand hugs. Maybe words will come later when she's not an icicle. Ril had been so sure she'd find him.
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Braxiatel.
[She stays in the doorway for a moment, staring up at him before she just closes the space with a hug. Come for tea, demand hugs. Maybe words will come later when she's not an icicle. Ril had been so sure she'd find him.
So sure.]