[ Claire laughs good-naturedly even if it's quiet. She can't help herself, Hilda does have a way of being charming. But once they're sitting her short-lived levity flies out the proverbial window. ]
An avalanche?
[ Different scenarios start whipping through her mind—the frostbite, the hypothermia, the exposure—but as Hilda says, they're here now. ]
First of all, it was a big deal. Second, your friend Petra, she's alright? No injuries?
[ As if Claire could do anything about it. As if there haven't been a dozen healers anyway spread throughout the factions. ]
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An avalanche?
[ Different scenarios start whipping through her mind—the frostbite, the hypothermia, the exposure—but as Hilda says, they're here now. ]
First of all, it was a big deal. Second, your friend Petra, she's alright? No injuries?
[ As if Claire could do anything about it. As if there haven't been a dozen healers anyway spread throughout the factions. ]