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She wasn't just cold. She was cold, wet, bleeding, alive, breathing, tired, thirsty, aching... no blanket would simply solve all of this. Sighing and shaking her head at their silliness, her eyes swiveled towards Ieyasu, focusing on him. Why couldn't they be as apathetic as him? If she didn't care, why should they?

Staring at him a moment, she was puzzled. Wait, did he care now? Why? Because everyone else was getting upset and depending on him now? That was hardly fair. Blood loss was bad... but so what? So what?

"Does it bother you?" she asked Ieyasu. Something about his demeanor reminded her mildly of Alyosha.

"No... I don't fight with my body. You'd have no advantage, really." She stands slowly, with great pains to try to keep her legs from bending under the weight- it felt like they were made out of putty somehow. Slowly they moved with some rigidity as she carried herself towards Ieyasu. Her hair was now thawed, but strangely unstained by the blood that seemed to have soaked in everything else. When she was close enough to whisper she did, so as the others couldn't hear. "I deserve to suffer... I have indebted myself to an agent in the abyss... and exploit my heritage and sin greatly."

Fae paied no attention to the other two for a moment as her attention tuned everything but Rahujo out. She thought for a moment, then reached into her bag thoughtfully. Flipping through pages in a notebook, she finally pulled out a picture of a free standing fireplace, holding it up to the amused Aerandir.

(( I couldn't find anything online and my tablet is screwy ><; So I had to take a picture of mines ^^; Something like that minuse the yellow. ))

Something knagged at Fae- she needed to help Sy since clearly nothing was getting done. If Ieyasu wouldn't help, then Fae would simply have to try and find Aly. Though, she's been trying to catch him all week, still with no luck. "The design, I would think, would be fairly easy to build- simply pannels of glass melded together with metal framing. But then again, I know nothing of fireplace building," she grinned slightly. "Hehe."

"Hmm, an indoor fireplace? Not something I have ever seen on this island of hot nights and wooden houses. Interesting..."

She peered at the picture, curiously. "Neither is glassblowing my speciality, in fact, attractive though this is. When it comes to fires, I tend towards the plain - I have a small cooking stove outside, and I have the forge - clay and stone."

Ieyasu pushed open the door to the community centre, making a beeline for the main circular room. He wasn't carrying a blanket. Or any sort of warm clothing whatsoever. Nope. Instead, he was carrying a bottle.

A little whisky (not too much) should be enough to give her some quick warmth.. after that.. he'd need to see. He walked passed Fae and the furry winged woman and into the kitchen area. Bashing about until he found a cup, he uncapped the bottle and poured a little into the bottom of it. He left the bottle in the kitchen and headed back out to where Sy was still standing. Stupid woman...

"Here. Drink this. It'll warm you up a little" He proffered the cup in her direction, his gaze direct.

"There's hardly any of it there. Just a dribble - do you think I'd be handing you a bottle when you've lost a pint of blood? It was just to warm you up a bit."

He looked at her sway for a moment, wondering vaguely if it -was- a good idea. But then... like he'd said it was the tiniest of amounts. He'd never seen anyone get drunk on a tiny drop like that before.

Seeing Syrenrei start to lose her balance, he started forward, almost instinctively. Ok, no drink, not even the strongest, could do anything that fast. Catching hold of her by the shoulders, he sighed, shaking his head.

"I told you to sit down earlier, didn't I? You need to have that hole in your leg seen to, get changed into something dry and rest. No arguments, alright?"