[She reluctantly shrugs out from beneath Father Time's coat, and holds it out to him.]
Thank you, Monsieur, for your coat. It is quite the warmest I have ever felt. And perhaps you will remember me when the snow begins and I am selling a match. No money in it - but a blanket...[She sighs.] that will do me, I suppose.
Sorry - I worked a 28 hrs this weekend and rp kinda got passed up!
[She reluctantly shrugs out from beneath Father Time's coat, and holds it out to him.]
Thank you, Monsieur, for your coat. It is quite the warmest I have ever felt. And perhaps you will remember me when the snow begins and I am selling a match. No money in it - but a blanket...[She sighs.] that will do me, I suppose.