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"No," he said, bluntly honest as always, in response to her question. Charon looked at the terror going on above them and he wondered when they'd be able to get home. Hopefully the weather would subside soon and hopefully it wouldn't get too strong to penetrate the forest entirely. Maybe they should find a shallow den or a cave, he thought, but even if they were luckily enough to find something, there was the risk of being snowed in. Still, it was probably better than dying in the cold.

He tipped his nose and howled for anyone nearby who might know the whereabouts of Flóki Ostrega. After the call he waited a minute or so, in silence, almost as if he hoped that someone would respond right away and come to meet him.

Then he looked back at Aria and he said, his voice making it clear he wasn't intending to accept 'no' for an answer: "We should huddle close together if we're going to rest for a bit to share our body heat." He wasn't a pro medic, but Charon knew from earlier winters that it was an effective way all the same. They should've stayed at the mountain but now that they were out here, they were dependant on each other for a great many things, including heat.