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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 done 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.
"It's almost evening, Viola," 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. "If you could get these for me, I'd appreciate it. We were running low on a few things." She handed over a small pouch of money to Viola and asked, "We didn't need to restock any of the medical supplies, did we?" 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, "And how exactly would we have missed that?" 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.