Matt opted out of gloves, instead rolling warm flames around his fingers. "I choose the latter. The scale wouldn't bring us here if there wasn't Essence to pick up."
"Unless it's a trap," said Hugo.
Helena lifted her head a little. Without proper winter gear to fit her frame, she was forced to curl up near the campfire to stay warm. "Hugo, you don't have to be so...suspish..." Her eyes fluttered until a sharp finger snap from Matt jolted her back to alertness. "I'm up, I'm up."
"Helena should camp inside the car," Hugo said. "It's too cold out here and I don't need her lethargic in case we have to run."
Topic: An RPG
The ongoing story of the people aboard the S.S. Calmwaters



