[i][h3][color=PaleTurquoise]Winter[/color][/h3][/i]
This time she didn't bother keeping herself from rolling her eyes at Taran. She very nearly opened her mouth to counter that they'd just [i]done[/i] something worthy of jail time, hence their battered ship. But instead she just gave a fond shake of her head and turned when she heard a new voice. Raising an eyebrow at Viola, Winter felt her mouth quirk up into a smile.

[color=PaleTurquoise]"It's almost evening, Viola,"[/color] she replied. At the younger girl's offer to get food, Winter looked down to the pack at her waist and pulled out a neatly folded sheet. [color=PaleTurquoise]"If you could get these for me, I'd appreciate it. We were running low on a few things."[/color] She handed over a small pouch of money to Viola and asked, [color=PaleTurquoise]"We didn't need to restock any of the medical supplies, did we?"[/color] Granted, Winter's healing techniques tended to differ from the more traditional methods when the need arose. But still, good old pain medication and disinfectant came in handy.

Then without batting an eyelash – or even looking away from Viola – Winter stepped a short distance to the left. In the next moment Jax flipped into the scene in a flashy entrance that couldn't have suited anyone else. Well, maybe a few people.

Eyebrow still raised, and teasing smirk in place, she replied to the girl, [color=PaleTurquoise]"And how exactly would we have missed that?"[/color] But Jax was already fluttering around Aubrey, eager to show him something or other. It was sort of sweet, the way she kept poking at him for attention.