[ They feel like little kids who have been forced to make up. Zero was obstinate only to a point where continuing would only grow to make her more frustrated.
She can feel her goosebumps seeking the warmth of Aloy's skin, she doesn't mean to lean in when she gives her noncommittal response. ]
Like it's your fault.
[ The thunder rolls in, so loud now in between the silence that followed lightning, the cavern shakes. Their fire flickers when the draft rolls in and when that cold hits her spine she shivers, tries to ignore the beginnings of her paranoia.
She refused to fall ill again.
Zero pops open her flask she always kept on her person and takes a swig. The amber liquid inside offers some placebo comfort; it's warm even on her lips.
[The unfortunate truth of the matter was even things that weren't Aloy's fault, she takes responsibility for. She offers a noise of agreement in response. Outside, the rain pours down like it has a grudge against the very earth it falls upon. Or perhaps, simply a grudge against the two lonely young women left to its mercies. Given her luck as of late, Aloy has to convince herself that it isn't the latter.
Zero leans into her and she's annoyed and ashamed at herself for feeling comforted by it after all the bickering and arguments they'd had over the past several days, fed up with one another and the increasing dead ends surrounding GAIA and their whole... trapped together predicament.
Aloy takes the flask without looking, just as she shuffles closer to Zero without thinking about it, only having noticed her shiver. She frowns at the flask, then takes a swig, and... immediately begins to cough, eyes watering.]
That's... [Another cough.] strong.
[Wiping at her mouth with one hand, she hands Zero back her flask with the other. The drink works through her, making her throat burn and her stomach feel warm. Eventually, she remembers:]
Thanks.
[Her voice is still a bit hoarse. She looks back over to the entrance to the cavern, and mutters almost absentmindedly:]
Should find something to block off some of the wind. [Even bone-tired, she was almost always thinking of something to alleviate someone else's discomfort.]
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She can feel her goosebumps seeking the warmth of Aloy's skin, she doesn't mean to lean in when she gives her noncommittal response. ]
Like it's your fault.
[ The thunder rolls in, so loud now in between the silence that followed lightning, the cavern shakes. Their fire flickers when the draft rolls in and when that cold hits her spine she shivers, tries to ignore the beginnings of her paranoia.
She refused to fall ill again.
Zero pops open her flask she always kept on her person and takes a swig. The amber liquid inside offers some placebo comfort; it's warm even on her lips.
She offers it to Aloy. ]
It helps.
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Zero leans into her and she's annoyed and ashamed at herself for feeling comforted by it after all the bickering and arguments they'd had over the past several days, fed up with one another and the increasing dead ends surrounding GAIA and their whole... trapped together predicament.
Aloy takes the flask without looking, just as she shuffles closer to Zero without thinking about it, only having noticed her shiver. She frowns at the flask, then takes a swig, and... immediately begins to cough, eyes watering.]
That's... [Another cough.] strong.
[Wiping at her mouth with one hand, she hands Zero back her flask with the other. The drink works through her, making her throat burn and her stomach feel warm. Eventually, she remembers:]
Thanks.
[Her voice is still a bit hoarse. She looks back over to the entrance to the cavern, and mutters almost absentmindedly:]
Should find something to block off some of the wind. [Even bone-tired, she was almost always thinking of something to alleviate someone else's discomfort.]