[D hums, noncommittal and clearly not very pleased with the prospect of hiking in the snow for a few Ajna days. At least in Sector Z they'd had supplies and fire users, and not - whatever Mikael's trying to do with the sticks.

Helpful as always, D does not offer a hand, but instead nudges some little stones away from a spot on the ground and takes a seat. He'll wait, leaning his chin on his hand and looking out and away from their chosen spot.]

Away from here. [sigh...] Such a shame; perhaps we could have gotten a ride, if I'd had a moment with it away from all the— excitement.