“That hardly leaves us any time to sleep…” Vash murmured, glancing at the clock on the wall. “Still, you’re right that it’s nice of him to give us a place to rest for the night.” he said to Shiroe. “Much better than trying to find a place out in the, uh… cold.” he said, not sure what else to call the weather phenomenon outside. “Is that stuff just water, by the way?” he asked. “The white ice, I mean.”