[Lucy's head whips up from where she's bee ntracking her steps -- not only because she's left an obvious path with her boots, but also so she doesn't trip over covered roots or approach too close to a tree well. A hundred things she's read once or recited fifty times are all fighting fro room in her brain just to keep her alive. This is a whole new dog compared to the Wasteland... and she let herself get complacent in Solvunn, back to working in a community that welcomed her.
But here? She doesn't want to be alone? Not that she ever wants to be alone, but especially now! So she cups her hands around her mouth and calls back:] I hear you! Please, keep talking!
[Without a better idea, she starts whistling against the wind as she tracks through the snow, until Lucy's sure she can see a dark shape in the distance. She raises a hand and waves.] Hey! I'm here! [She starts a slow slide down the ridge, careful of her steps.] Tifa? Is that you? Gosh, I'm glad to see you again!
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But here? She doesn't want to be alone? Not that she ever wants to be alone, but especially now! So she cups her hands around her mouth and calls back:] I hear you! Please, keep talking!
[Without a better idea, she starts whistling against the wind as she tracks through the snow, until Lucy's sure she can see a dark shape in the distance. She raises a hand and waves.] Hey! I'm here! [She starts a slow slide down the ridge, careful of her steps.] Tifa? Is that you? Gosh, I'm glad to see you again!