Estinien nods his head slightly, accepting Yuya's name and trying to commit it to memory. He's not the best at remembering people, but the boy's strange appearance should stick with him, he thinks, as well as his kindness.
Having done what he can for the moment, Estinien will fall into silence, curling his legs towards himself in some futile effort to find warmth.
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Having done what he can for the moment, Estinien will fall into silence, curling his legs towards himself in some futile effort to find warmth.