~ Wandering Souls ~ Stranger/joiner/intruder? ~

[Mistrim]

Mistrim let out an inward sigh of relief, her main concern of them questioning her wasn’t going to come to fruition...at least for the moment. She could deal with her memories later as she wasn’t even sure she would like what they hold. Honestly, she wouldn’t even know where to start with that. Her body visibly relaxed after realizing they wouldn’t push her for any information. Despite being subtle, it was obvious Mistrim was a little bit more eased by the thought.

”Rin and Lemy...I like those names...” She was going to be honest, she didn’t know if they sounded appealing only because they were the first she heard since she lost her memories, but they were nice nonetheless. Now she wouldn’t have to mentally refer to them as strangers with no name either...she can put a face to the name and if she ever needs help she knows who to yell for. (Although if she did ever call for help, Mistrim is pretty positive that Lemy would be more likely to ignore her.)

Mistrim isn’t exactly sure if she had ever had tea or not prior to her amnesia but it doesn’t seem like anything she had ever had before. Having no clue what you had or had not done before is...disquieting. It made her thought process stall, her eyes giving a far off look before she came back to reality. ”You don’t have to give me any tea...I don’t want to use up your stuff on me...” Again, her voice drifted off towards the end of her sentence. Seems like that is a common trend when she speaks.

Mistrim’s attention shifted away from Rin once Lemy spoke again. Now that he said something, she noticed indeed it was getting harder and harder to keep warm just standing out in the cold. ”Somewhere warm does sou- you guys have a sacrificial volcano?...” For the first time since she has spoken, the end of her words actually went higher in volume and pitch. Mistrim’s eyes were wide with fear, her entire body had somehow shrunk into itself even further then before. She turned to Rin for any sort of confirmation that they would indeed throw her into a ritualistic mountain of fire.

Only after Rin’s statement that they wouldn’t be going to a volcano did her ears unflatten from the top of her head. (Although she was still a little wary that there was a sacrificial volcano somewhere else called “The Typhoon”.) Slowly padding towards Rin’s beckoning gesture, it was decided that she would most definitely stay near the more welcoming of her two new friends. It wasn’t long before her slow gait however, was turned into a little leap for each step, seeing as Mistrim was very tiny and could nearly disappear within even the tiniest layers of snow. There was a few times the wind almost blew her over (she wouldn’t be surprised if it was just Lemy trying to push her over) but she kept up and stayed upright.