There was a subtle pause as someone came over to the Abyssal, offering her the coat.  She didn't fully understand: were they trying to keep her alive?  Did they want her to be as strong?  It didn't really occur to her yet that they might just not want her suffering.<br/><br/>She wasn't fully sure why, something about the gesture, perhaps just the stinging pain that had been aching over her body for so long, but she finally did accept the set of fur carcasses to wrap over her shoulders.  The numbing cold soon began to subside, bringing some feeling back to her body slowly at first, but with a gentle degree of relief.<br/><br/>It brought back a memory, not hers, but that belonged to the body before she became an Abyssal.  Her body wrapped up in the skin of a polar bear, curled up against a fire and gently giggling.  So much of it she just couldn't understand anymore, and yet the gentlest smile came to her face as her eyes stared so very far away.