"Of course. Keep warm, I'm going to take a walk." He gave her a small nod as he rose form the table and he felt a touch guilty about having not eaten more. He snatched a faerie apple as he went and stepped into the bright and freezing morning.
Whitebrim was moving. The caravans that stopped for the night had gone but Ishgard's forward front was well-stocked with the armed and armored of the Houses. Warren's gaze drifted by the medical building he had been escorted to the day previous and he considered his entry points. Everything was made of stone and was sealed up tight. He was going to have to smash his way through the door? That didn't seem right.
Warren slipped the apple into a pocket and drew his cloak tighter around him, lost in thought for the time being.
Whitebrim was moving. The caravans that stopped for the night had gone but Ishgard's forward front was well-stocked with the armed and armored of the Houses. Warren's gaze drifted by the medical building he had been escorted to the day previous and he considered his entry points. Everything was made of stone and was sealed up tight. He was going to have to smash his way through the door? That didn't seem right.
Warren slipped the apple into a pocket and drew his cloak tighter around him, lost in thought for the time being.