11-28-2018, 09:31 PM
Her fur wasn't too thick, but it provided just enough protection. Plus she had her bear skin draped over her shoulders to keep her extra warm. She needed it in such frigid temperatures. She felt bad for those who didn't have such things to keep the cold away, but not bad enough to really help out. She still had that 'every man for himself' lifestyle embedded in her brain. It was the best way for her to live, after all, without the burdens and hurts of other people's misery. It was lonely but in the long run, it was easier.
She studied the sweater Bex now wore for a moment, peering at the way it was knitted together, all the strands connected to form the comfy shirt. It didn't look awful, but she couldn't see herself wearing one. So she just shook her head, took a seat in the freezing snow. "I'll pass, thanks." Ymir states blankly, deciding watching her knit would be more interesting than whatever else she could be doing in this shithole. "character's speech."
She studied the sweater Bex now wore for a moment, peering at the way it was knitted together, all the strands connected to form the comfy shirt. It didn't look awful, but she couldn't see herself wearing one. So she just shook her head, took a seat in the freezing snow. "I'll pass, thanks." Ymir states blankly, deciding watching her knit would be more interesting than whatever else she could be doing in this shithole. "character's speech."