Feb 08, 2010 15:19
[There's sound of something metallic rolling away before the com clicks on. Guess who's wrapped in warmer blankets and looking much better. Gaz yawns a little and opens a bleary golden eye as she cuddles into the blankets a little more. The warm atmosphere of Northern Lights is agreeing with the nearly frozen child.
After several moments she reaches for the communicator and mumbles something.]
Thanks Bakura.
warmer now,
safe