[@Anderiel][@daltar]

Hana was silent. She hadn't spoken a single word since coming to this place. She had made certain not to have eye-contact with another person. She really didn't want another person to look at her or the scars on her face. Though, one of the girls did manage to look at her scarred face multiple times.

One of the girls asked a simple question. [i]What was your name?[/i] Hana didn't really have a full name. Of course, she did have a full name documented by the government, she simply didn't remember it. Hana was always called Hana by the priest and the nuns. Without even so much as eye-contact with another person near, Hana began to speak. [b]"Kyōkai Hana."[/b]

Her voice was quiet and tired. Each syllable had been stretched out. 

Then the second and third question came from the second girl, Mabel. The second question was more rhetorical than the third. The third was important. How would they survive in this harsh climate? In all honesty, Hana didn't know. All she had were basic school teachings like arithmetic and language, and what the nunnery had taught her. 

Hana began to think. If it was extremely windy, what would she try to do? If it was extremely windy, Hana would hide inside of the church to get out of the wind.

[b]"Shelter..."[/b] She said, her voice still quiet and weary. Though, each syllable wasn't stretched out for as long.