Lost Creek Hollow Nemo Sine Vitio Est

"I guess that works for me too. Being out," Sarah replied, casting a glance around the snow-covered landscape, void of other living creatures tonight except for her and Gannet. She had enjoyed being outside, liked it even still, though happiness was a concept she rememberd as existing, but was incapable of feeling herself. She could feign it with all the expressions and tones, and the right words at right places, but it was like playing with toys, when you were an adult. It just did not feel the same as it were, when you were a kid. 

"Missing..." somehow he had hit the point. She was there and was not at the same time. "No, I am here," she said slowly and carefully, more to convince herself than contradict Gannet. Then a swift half-truth came to her aid and she added: "I have been on my own for a very long time. It takes a while to... get used to company."