[ The trip out was met with relative, almost contemplative quiet from the blond. Even heading into battle, Excellen was often chatty--to ease any kind of jitters, both for herself and her comrades. But that playful nature was absent. Was the cold getting to her maybe, or was it something else?
She had been somewhat distant lately...
But the cold certainly didn't help. If anything, it made it even worse.
While she was distant as they traveled, once they pitched camp, Excellen was her vivacious almost-self. It was a bit forced, admittedly, and she drank a bit more than she usually would, laughed a little louder than she usually would, and cuddled up "friendly-like" with anyone who would let her--and even those who wouldn't.
Especially to those who didn't want to, because what is personal space? ]
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She had been somewhat distant lately...
But the cold certainly didn't help. If anything, it made it even worse.
While she was distant as they traveled, once they pitched camp, Excellen was her vivacious almost-self. It was a bit forced, admittedly, and she drank a bit more than she usually would, laughed a little louder than she usually would, and cuddled up "friendly-like" with anyone who would let her--and even those who wouldn't.
Especially to those who didn't want to, because what is personal space? ]
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