Shadowwyn Moor Listen for that bell, just wait for that sound

It's in the taiga; some little frozen spot in the middle of nowhere, Keen's expression turned a little distant. She was relieved Bridget had agreed to come with her, having assumed it would be a detour from whatever she had planned. It was good to know she wouldn't be keeping Bridget from whatever purpose she'd had here, but Keen still had the passing anxious thought that she hoped Brecheliant wouldn't mind too much.
It seemed like they didn't appreciate Bridget enough anyway, seeing as she always felt the need to get away.
That thought was all Keen needed to push her guilt aside and throw herself into the mission at hand. She offered a hesitant smile. I'm glad you're coming with me, She said, because she couldn't think of anything else to say. Keen had never been very good at conversation even in her best moments. But she wanted Bridget to know that she appreciated her company, that she wanted it despite everything in her resisting whatever they were becoming.
Were they becoming something?
Even if it had been the time to ask, she wouldn't. But she wondered.