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Thren nodded his head in acquiescence. "Of course." He slipped his hand around hers and slid underneath the blanket, slipping his hands onto Vesper's hips to guide her towards the bed. The Mercenary did not offer the chair a second look, if only because he had already pushed it from his mind...

"No worries here." Thren said softly. There were few things that really concerned him nowadays, save for the idea of being useless. That had mostly gone away over the last few weeks as they had traveled. The wound healing made him feel at least physically fit, and that was something. Without a...

"No." Thren said truthfully. There was no evidence of anything aside from his own small suspicions, and there was no way he was going to worry her if he didn't have to. Better to just be honest. "It's best to be prepared." Thren told her as he walked over to the bed and pulled off the massive...

Thren did not mind the frigid air as much as Vesper did, though he would not deny her an ounce of warmth, a smile touched his face as he looked down at her. "Depends on how much you wriggle while you light it." The mercenary joked quietly, though he of course did not mean it. Knowing Vesper she...

He watched for a few moments, glancing around the room as a small spell of paranoia slipped over him. A part of him still felt like he was missing something, and his fingers reached for blades that were not there. Lips thinned, his head shaking as he stepped up behind Vesper. "Yes." The...

"No." Thren said calmly, looking towards Vesper for a moment but shrugging his shoulders. A window still presented itself on the left side of the room, and from what he could see it lead directly into a field just beyond. They were on the second floor, but he wasn't really worried about a drop...

Thren shifted his weight suddenly as the man spoke of the rampage that had happened around them. "Doesn't seem to be much damage." The Mercenary said as they walked through the hall and towards the room. "Aye, well we've always been good at fixin' what's broke." He looked over towards the...

He frowned a moment. "It's the name of a slightly larger building." The town was fairly small, but large enough that they would have an Inn. He was confident of that, even though his memories were too clouded to actually say why. That part of him was beginning to frustrate him, though he tried...

Thren smiled. "Now they are, yeah." Not in the middle of a blizzard though. When it got to that point...well it was best to just be away from the snow in general. Freezing to death was a harsh way to go, and Thren had absolutely no intent of letting either of them suffer that particular fate...

"A town?" He knew that there weren't any cities out here, or rather, he felt like there weren't any. It was just one of those things. Lips thinned for a brief moment and he shook his head, deciding that it probably was one of those things that would again just come to him later. Pulling...

Thren was cleaning up camp. He knew that no one was following them, knew that the thought alone was foolish, but for some reason he could not break away from it. There was a paranoia embedded into him, something that stuck beneath his skin that made him do this. It was almost a ritual...

He nodded his head. "It will, but I don't think it will be much of a problem." Though again, he did not really know why. Most of his memories were still absent from his mind. He could not think of a thousand things he wanted to but certain others just...came to him. Grasping at something was...

Thren's brow furrowed for a moment. The word had come to him so naturally, and with him a memory touched his mind as well. Fingers closed to a fist for a moment, and he thought about how to best explain it. "It is a storm." He told her. "But instead of rain it's..." How did he put this...

"Better." Thren said truthfully, a hand reaching up to touch his chest for a few seconds as though in memory of the wound that had been there. The ache of it still bothered him some mornings, sat within the center of his chest, but most days he forgot that the wound had been there at all. It...

Vesper He smiled. "That won't be a problem." The injuries to his body were slowly beginning to heal, but he knew that they would not be gone soon enough. Unconsciously he traced his fingers over his chest, lips thinning for a brief few seconds as he took in a deep breath. A part of Thren...