Good, the girl had followed just as Bridget had hoped. The two of them had definitely been taking a big risk. She wondered whether the girl was too trusting of others, or was just a curious individual. Someone who could not contain their curiosity was often someone that could be troublesome. As someone who been around the block a few times, on both sides, she knew this rather well.<br/><br/>But something told her that this was not the case.<br/><br/>“Oh good, you did follow me,” she began, folding her arms over her chest. “Now, let’s see…” A pause. She needed to choose her words carefully. “I suppose I could start with the obvious,” she continued after a moment. “This snow doesn’t seem natural. I may be young, but I have seen a lot. So much in fact that it’s a miracle that I don’t have any grey hairs yet. It must be the magic…” Another pause. She held her finger up to her cheek and tilted her head slightly, “I have reason to believe this sudden change in weather is your doing. Am I right?”<br/><br/>Bridget just wanted to hear it from the girl’s mouth. If she decided to talk, anyway. There was some kind of connection. As she stood there inspecting the frozen girl, taking in her appearance, she could feel something. She couldn’t really explain why she felt it, but it was there. It almost seemed like it was playing with her mind a little.<br/><br/>A frown tugged at the corner of her mouth, “I just want to tell you how rude that was. I, and many others, were enjoying the warmth of the indoors. It has been pretty brutal these past few days, you know,” she added. “And…” there was another pause, “You are attracting attention. If I could spot you this easily, there’s no doubt that others may have as well.”