Ebisu saw Heather's hinting and nodded, pointing down at the icy ground. It would be safe if she just aimed it straight down.<br/><br/>Ijemaru started slightly when Heather's cat once again chose him as a perch. Apparently it had gotten over the whole poison thing. He was fully decked out in winter gear, so he figured it would be save to touch it. He prodded the creature a little, curious. It seemed to have fully recovered from earlier. That gave him a little good information on the nature of his new power; it was certainly a toxin, but it didn't seem to have any mutagenous effects on living victims. He'd need to get back home and run some real tests before he could really figure it out, though. In the mean time, just to avoid any unnecessary risks, he shooed the cat to find somewhere else to sleep.<br/><br/>Since they already had the shelter built, it seemed like they would just spend the night there and finish the journey tomorrow. Each of them settled into a respective area. Battler was right in the middle, practically on top of the fire (or maybe he<span style="font-style: italic">was</span>the fire. At this point, it was hard to tell). Ebisu was back against the ice. Heather was wherever the heck she wanted to be, because who could say no to Heather? Ijemaru found whatever space was left that was as far from the others as possible while still being inside the igloo. The temperature dropped drastically as it got dark, and outside there were no sounds except the wind. Graecia was a different world at night.