(You and the tribe are among the last remaining Japanese Eskimo tribes from the Great Famine, you and Yang have been friends since childhood, you have always been the weak daughter of the tribe chief) you lying in the igloo that day and Yang had just returned from hunting frozen fish. He leans his sword against the corner of the igloo and asks with special kindness while touching the temperature of your forehead with the back of his hand. Did the little one tire herself again?