004 [Video]

[fallintheriver]

[It seems Ezra has shacked up in the barrack's kitchen, planting himself firmly next to the fire with no intention of moving any time soon. He's got himself bundled up in his blanket, nothing more than his face visible under the folds.]

Okay. When it snowed at Vertiline, that was fine. It wasn't that cold and it melted really fast. This is just

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[thenotmagician]

Alright, I'm comin', I'm comin'.

Don't catch yourself on fire or anything.

[fallintheriver]

I'm not going to. I'm not you.

[thenotmagician]

Oi! I'm not th'one standing next to a fire with a bunch'a blankets.

[fallintheriver]

I'm not that close.

[thenotmagician]

Y'sure about that?

[And now he's in the kitchen with an extra blanket.]

[fallintheriver]

I'm sure.

[Blankets, blankets everywhere! Ezra feels so loved.]

Thanks. I guess you are good for something after all.

[thenotmagician]

Jee, thanks.

[Zeke drapes the blanket over Ezra's face.]

[fallintheriver]

[Mmmph. Ezra fidgets until his face is once again free.]

I am thankful, you know.

[thenotmagician]

Y'better be.

[Zeke smiles.]

Want me ta make ya something?

[fallintheriver]

[Ezra perks up a bit.]

Sure. Like what?

[thenotmagician]

Somethin' warm, obviously. Anything specific you're in the mood for? It's not like I'm lacking for ingredients.

[fallintheriver]

[There are about ten million things Ezra could go for, but...]

Fish. So I don't barf.

[Because the last thing he wanted was to be sick AND cold.]

[thenotmagician]

All right. I'll need ta make a run to the other kitchen, then. Stay here and don't burn th'place down.

[fallintheriver]

[Nod nod. Waiting patiently, Zeke.]

[thenotmagician]

[And some time later, Zeke returns!]

Alright, let's get this started.

[fallintheriver]

Okay.

[Ezra shuffles over to the counter, still wrapped in his million blankets.]

What kind are you making? Something good, right?