Honeyed Pasture the unexpected turn

 

Hemlock followed the inclination to look at Coelacanth when she was mentioned, a little smile gracing her features as she pictured the dark girl encapsulated by snow. How long indeed would it take? Stockholm's drawn out question brought a small hum of consideration to her lips, they were, and weren't, fine. "I endure -  "Hemlock said candidly, meeting both their gazes one and then the other. "The children are good, though. We have made camp in Neverwinter Forest, but...." She trailed off for a moment as her viridian gaze swept past the pair and towards where she knew the shore was. "I had considered returning now that the weather is becoming more favorable.."  Especially if it meant the children would be safer.