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[Color=#67a4e0]Level:[/color] 2
[Color=#e607f8]Experience:[/color] 18/20
[Color=#e607f8]Currently In:[/color] Frozen Highlands, Dragonspine
[Color=#67a4e0]Word Count:[/color] 445 (+1 Exp)
[i][color=skyblue]Albedo[/color] [@Lugubrious],  [color=forestgreen]Linkle[/color] [@Gentlemanvaultboy], [color=f7976a]Prisoner[/color] [@XoXKieroBombXoX][/i]

 [i][color=67a4e0]Man, am really I that small??[/color][/i] Frisk wondered, seeing as it didn't exactly fit Albedo. Well, they did intent to use it like a blanket, but guess they didn't think it through. The kid quietly listened to the alchemist's reassurances that he'd be fine. Though they didn't speak against anything, they still wished to keep an eye on his condition. As far as Frisk knew, Albedo was just as human as they were, magic or not. [color=67a4e0]"If you say so, but we should stop by somewhere warmer at some point. That avalance had the best of us shaken..."[/color] They softly said, letting Albedo pat them on the head. Linkle's expression didn't go unnoticed.

 Then there was the matter of Prisoner joining them. The youth understood that the other two could have some concerns over their headless ally tagging along, especially if he really [i]was[/i] the guy Linkle sensed was following them. But they had a gut feeling this guy had well intentions. 

 There was probably some bias from their quick team up, but still!

 Albedo tried to stand back up, almost losing his balance in the process. Instinctively, Frisk held their arms up in case he [i]did[/i] fall, then sighed in relief when he didn't. Though their arms didn't go slack yet. The child had to get their coat back on after all, carefully grabbing it off Albedo and throwing it back on themself. Then the group was able to keep moving forward.

 Frisk decided to walk alongside the group instead of riding Linkle's sled. Atleast for now. The leftover snow from the ambush was compacted enough for them to walk on, luckily. They sometimes looked back to check on how Albedo was doing, even slowing down the pace to let him catch up. He eventually was able to recover enough to keep up like normal. Hopefully whatever idle talking could distract the group from the cold long enough to reach somewhere warmer.

 [color=67a4e0]"Over there."[/color] The trail of smoke, possibly from a chimney, was what Frisk noticed first. It was a bit higher up the mountain, but the quick rest at whatever-that-place-is could be worth it. [i]Unless it had more bad guys.[/i] Then there was the town way too far off for the youth's liking. If they kept going, they could probably make it before the day was up. But then something else might crop up, wouldn't it? The cold would be worse come nightfall. Their brows furrowed in thought. Then they glanced back to the alchemist.

 [color=67a4e0]"How're you holding up?"[/color] They asked him. [color=67a4e0]"I know I said we should stop by somewhere warm, but I won't stop you if you want to keep moving."[/color]