Moonsong Glacier mamiji

She didn't expect to miss the taste of the sea like this, both the flavors she'd had and those she'd yet to try. Ariadne looked up occasionally, meeting his gaze with wanting; she still thought of him when she was alone in the early hours of the day. She grinned in turn, allowing herself to ignite that spark within her body.

She took a bite as he spoke, chewing slowly and savoring the flavor. When will you leave? she asked once she swallowed. I would like to get a scout up the glacier before it begins to get colder. They were quickly losing time as winter was coming.