69 The Icy Wind is Blowing

I couldn't really tell how late it was getting.

The two of us stood in front of the fire, letting its warm arms hug us tightly. There wasn't really much that I could do. At this point in time, I had exactly 92 Tokens remaining. The fireplace was a pretty significant purchase, although it was definitely a necessary one.

Chloe still wasn't looking at me. She was facing down, admiring the irregular movements of the flame. I couldn't see her face, but I could tell that she was upset.

I'm not a good person.

As time went on, the hut began to warm up, to the point where one couldn't really feel the chilliness of Killer Winter anymore—at least whilst inside this haven.

"William."

"Yes."

"I'm hungry."

She was finally looking toward me, however, her eyes were still partially hidden behind her long hair. Following her request, I decided to take some meat out of my inventory.