[@Wick]

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Adelina had continued her pacing until Orren stepped into the room. She turned to him, her irritation at him all but forgotten in the force of her worry and fear. Her pacing stalled for the time being, she wrung her hands, biting her lip as she turned to look out the window. Orren was right. Night was falling and from where she stood she could see that snowflakes were falling from the sky at an alarming rate. James and the doctor wouldn't risk bringing her father or brother out in the cold, especially with her father as sickly as he is. She felt something drape over her shoulders and she turned, realizing that Orren had grabbed a blanket and covered her shoulders. 

Before he could draw his hands away fully, she caught one of his large hands in both of her delicate ones. [color=ed1c24]N-No, I appreciate you bringing them here. It's very kind of you and I thank you very much."[/color] She gave his hand a gentle squeeze before she released him, hand reaching up to clasp the blanket resting on her shoulders. She turned to the fire, the flames causing her emerald eyes to sparkle. The warm was slightly comforting. It didn't dispel all of the tension from her shoulders but it helped ease some away. She sighed, scrubbing a hand over her face. Her eyes felt dry and she was surprised she wasn't crying. Perhaps the situation had not hit her fully yet. Maybe her mind wasn't allowing it to, trying to protect itself in some way. 

Whatever the case, she still felt restless and so when Orren exited the room, Adelina trailed behind him. She noted he was headed to the kitchen and it dawned on her that with James out of the house, they would have to fend for themselves. Perfect. She could keep busy by helping make dinner. She stepped into the kitchen behind Orren, shedding the blanket and folding it over a nearby chair. [color=ed1c24]"I can help with dinner. It will give me something to do. It's better than pacing a circle into the floor."[/color] She reached into her pocket and extracted a ribbon that she used to tie her hair back out of her face. She then looked at Orren. [color=ed1c24]"What sounds good for dinner?"[/color]