"Clearly. Someone was wise to think of building this place for travelers who're - adventurous, I suppose." She was about to say 'stupid' but she wasn't about to admit her own folly in looking for a path less watched by enemies out here. She dared to take a second look at the wound he had been displaying, freshly stitched and still bright red around the cut. She could tell it was a wound that would fester it not properly looked at, hand-stitching aside. She shifted again and frowned, "Or perhaps this mountain attracts the 'lucky' and then keeps them. Who knows?"<br/><br/>Her fingers moved to stroke the fur lining of her cloak, soft and very, very warm beside a fire. The more she stood by the fire, the more inclined she was to removing it, though with the enemy nearby, perhaps it would be safer to keep it on. An uncomfortable sigh escaped her as she stood, "That wound may need proper looking after, you realize?" She spoke in a somewhat disapproving tone, but whether it was at his wound or the fact that she was even continuing conversation with him, one couldn't be sure. Folding her arms over her chest, giving her a puffed up look under that cloak, she shifted a little more before having to debate again the removal of her warmest piece of clothing. Elune, couldn't she just be comfortable for a night, without any extreme changes in temperature or enemies?<div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>