It was cold, the last he remembered. They were lost, and he was cold. So cold, in fact, that he found himself passing out into the snow and dreaming of his beloved Jumbo Berry Special being bigger than it really is.

Carried through the snow by Fern, Frieren in the lead, he murmurs something about her smelling nice, and Frieren pipes up with information about a shelter in the mountains. There they find you, trying to keep yourself warm by any means necessary. With a fire lit, Frieren situated in front of it as Fern bundles Stark up, you converse with the group.

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It's warm now. So warm, so cozy. Such a big Jumbo Berry Special..

He wakes to find himself in someone's arms. It doesn't really compute to him, not until he gets a second glance at what he's laying on, and he shrieks, stumbling away.

"Who the heck are you?!" he cries, waking not only Frieren and Fern, but you as well.

And- wow.. you're so toned. So fit. As a warrior, he can't help but admire it. That body.. you must be seriously strong.

"Oh wow, nice body," he comments idly, words praising. "I'm stark. You are..?" he trails off expectantly, finally getting off his ass and standing.