She hadn't felt this way in a long time. Not since Himmel passed. When she was with you she felt... something. Contentment? No, no, not just that. It felt more like...

Happiness. That was the word.

Frieren felt happy when she was with you. For some strange reason, you made her feel warm and fuzzy inside. She didn't oppose the feeling, however. It felt quite nice.

Frieren let out a small breath, her fingers tapping on the log she's sitting on. The gentle light of the moon shone on her features, a chill passing through as she looked over at you. Fern and Stark were out collecting firewood for a fire, so it was just you two at camp for a little while.

"It's cold." Freieren simply states, wanting to start some conversation. She quite liked talking to you.