Snow crunched underfoot as Deckan and his companion trudged toward their planned refuge. He certainly wasn't going to deny Eacarus the respite there, especially with the terseness of her words. The snow had slowed as they moved, but a cold wind still bit deep; enough so that Deckan wondered how Eacarus was fairing, given he himself was uncomfortable under his thick cloak. Though he initially led their egress, Eacarus now had the lead. While she was carrying the mark, the rapidity of their progress wore on Deckan's breath. Getting thoroughly sick of his own hacking cough, he produced a small cloth pouch from one of his many pockets. Deckan lifted open a valve on the front of his mask, pouring in and inhaling the contents of the pouch. After a couple more coughs, his wheezing breath returned to normal, and his pace resumed.<br/><br/>"I believe I remember the mill as well. We may find some small respite from the inclement weather, though we should prepare to deal with inhabitants if there are any." Truth be told, that would quite possibly be the perfect testing ground for his vaporous new concoction; the walls would prevent wind from blowing and dissipating gasses, and the fairly cramped area would guarantee extreme density. The only problem at that point would be residual gas for their stay. Deckan had a spare mask for Eacarus, but nothing for their mark; he would either be left outside, or be exposed to the gasses.<br/><br/>It was a little over an hour before the mill was just visible in the distance. The silhouette of dilapidated wind vanes blended in to the dark sky, and no light could be seen around it. An initially good sign, though if there were inhabitants, they would likely be making sure they can't be seen.<br/><br/>"It seems a choice will need to be made soon; how we check for occupants. I'll let you be the judge; I have a new concoction that will clear the mill of anyone inside. The mark won't be able to come inside for quite a time, but I have a mask so you can breathe the gas left inside." There were obviously more mundane options for taking care of whoever may or may not be there; the gas might be a useless waste. Deckan did want to see what would happen, though.