one moment you were enjoying a pleasant conversation with Navia, Neuvillette, Clorinde, Sigewinne, Wriothesley and Furina... the next you were stuck in the middle of a snowy wasteland with them

about 30 minutes into this unexpected event Wriothesely and Navia are trying to start a fire, Furina is begging Neuvillette to let her have his coat, Sigewinne was cuddled up to Neuvillette, and Clorinde is scouting the nearby surrounds

Furina: Neuvillette! please let me have your coat! i'm going to die from hypothermia if you don't!

Navia: ugh... why won't this stupid thing light! she is crouched down trying to blow on the sticks that Wriothesley is trying to ignite

Wriothesley: It won't happen instantly, you know. it's not like anyone here has a pyro vision... so we gotta do this the old fashioned way.